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Taras quietly groaned as he laid on the couch with Zemo, keeping the wet cloth over his forehead pressed against his skin while Zemo recovered beside him. After pursuing Karli Morgenthau, John knocked Zemo out and Taras... well, he wasn't unconscious, but he certainly felt awful. Right now, all he could do was curl up with his lover while they recovered.
"Taras?" Zemo's voice broke Taras' train of thought. He immediately looked up, staring at Zemo for a second before his lips formed into a soft smile. He carefully turned onto his side to face Zemo, although he strained himself a bit as he adjusted his leg.
Once he was situated, Taras looked back at Zemo. "Yes?" He questioned as he reached out to play with the brown strands of Zemo's messied hair.
Zemo chuckled at the action. After a second, he lifted a hand to cup Taras' cheek and tilt his head up and down, side-to-side while checking for any injuries he missed before. "Are you feeling better?"
Taras softly hummed and leaned into Zemo's touch, letting his eyes flutter closed in the process. It made Zemo laugh and smile. "I take that as a yes?" He quietly asked before readjusting his position. He turned to completely face Taras, his leg hooking itself around Taras' waist while he leaned in to bury his face into the crook of Taras' neck.
"Mhm," Taras hummed in agreement. His eyes opened for a second, and once he saw Zemo curled up against him, he couldn't help but smile. He loved seeing Zemo look so vulnerable around him. In response, he closed his eyes again and rested his chin on top of Zemo's head.
"Milujem ťa¹."
"Aj ja ťa milujem²."