Ag Ionnsachadh Gàidhlig (p)

Cypress scratched the side of his face as he continued reading. The book that was studying was "How to Speak Gaelic 101". Cypress wanted to impress Iain the next time he saw him which is why he hadn't seen his warlock all day. That and because of his black eye. He didn't want Iain to worry or get upset. It was Cypress fault anyway. He shouldn't have talked back to that Ares' guy in the cabin courtyard. With a sigh, he flipped the page. "Halò, is e m 'ainm Cypress ..." He practiced out loud.

Cypress jumped when he felt arms wrap around his shoulders, then quickly closed his book and put it underneath the table. "Oh, hey, uh, Iain! How are you doing?" He asked, making sure to keep his left eye away from Iain. "I mean, what are you doing here. I thought you and Muir were going to workout today...which I can smell."

Once again, Cypress hid the book away from Iain so that he didn't see. He wanted it to be a surprise to Iain when he hears Cypress speak Scottish Gaelic. The son of Demeter, however, still had the black eye. He hoped that Iain didn't notice. "Oh, hey! I like the smell even better now." He tried to cover his

Cypress tore his face away from his hand and looked away. "I...I -- it's nothing, Iain. I just messed up when I was training in the arena." He lied with a false smile. Cypress covered his eye with his hand. "Don't make a big deal about this, okay?"

Could Cypress lie to Iain? The son of Hecate had been so open with him over the past two weeks. "It was just this Ares jerk. Nothing's going to happen, though. I'm not going to fight him or anything. I'll just take it." He sighed and shook his head. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Cypress shook his head and looked away. "He...he said that Hecate kids hid behind their magic and I got really upset so I spoke up. He called me a name, I pushed him and... punched me in the face. I ran back into my cabin before it could get worse. He followed me in and." He looked down. "...I let my anger get the best of me."

Cypress shook his head. "It wasn't just about you and your siblings. He also said shit about me and my siblings too." He moistened his lips and slowly raised his eyes up to Iain's eyes. "I...He..." He raised his shirt to show him the purple bruises on his stomach and ribs. "That's why I jumped when you hugged me."

Cypress shook his head and placed his hands on either side of Iain's face. "Baby, please don't do anything about it. I'm just fine! I promise. Worse has happened to me and I don't want you or Muir to get in trouble. Just, don't do anything okay?"

Cypress touched his swollen eye and winced. "That's okay." He kissed Iain's cheek and looked down. "So, how was your day? You have to tell me all about it."

He nodded his head in thought and smiled. "You're so strong. Both magic and brawn." He looked over at Iain and kissed his lips. "We should work out sometime too. Work on my glutes." Cypress added before he cleared his throat. "Katana? Katanas are nice in my opinion. I've never used one before."

"That'll be cool. Watching best friends swordfight." He paused. "Y'know, in the pure and innocent sense." Cypress clarified with a smile on her face. The son of Demeter cleared his throat and turned his attention to the table. A lot of things were going through his mind right now; most of it being Iain. He thought about Iain a lot since their first date.

Cypress gasped at what Iain did and looked over at Iain. "Iain! You are nasty!" He lightly pushed him. "Maybe I'll just stop giving you head if you're going to act like this." He teased with a grin on his face. Cypress turned his attention down to the table and sighed in thought. "...What...are you doing later on today?"

Cypress smiled some and looked into Iain's hazel eyes. "Iain? Tha mi airson a chur seachad na h-oidhche ann an cabin agad ..." He said slowly in Scottish Gaelic. He didn't know if that was the correct way of saying it considering he only been studying the language for the past two days so he knew that there might be some mistranslations. "Did I...say that right?"