Description
Riddle's still coming to terms with the fact that he is recovering from Overblot and it's not going too well. An old acquaintance and a current annoyance doesn't want to leave him alone, though. Turned into a semi-slow burn Floyd/Riddle fic with mention of a previous one night stand. Crossposted from AO3! --- "You look pale." He said, tilting his head to the side as he moved to poke Riddle's cheeks once more. "I miss your pink cheeks." The redhead moved to swat the finger away, though the other had pulled it away just in time, making the grin even bigger. "Just because I'm recovering from Overblot doesn't mean I won't behead you." "Eeeh? But I heard you were so nice now~" Riddle scoffed, feeling annoyed that his change of heart about rules was being twisted into something else.
Chapter 1
