[ selfishly, he wants her to stay, already content with the ease he's felt with her company, like it silences everything else for a little while. with her in the room, he doesn't think of everything else that haunts him — the ghosts, the monsters, the guilt. there's distraction in the warmth of her skin and when she draws back to unveil her smile to him, he gets lost in that too. ]
Long as you don't mind the crowded mattress.
[ he's pretty sure these beds aren't intended for more than one anyway, and as he lays down beside her with her coaxing, he finds himself plenty close to her, resting his hand at her bare hip, fingers lazily tracing invisible lines along the curve. ]
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Long as you don't mind the crowded mattress.
[ he's pretty sure these beds aren't intended for more than one anyway, and as he lays down beside her with her coaxing, he finds himself plenty close to her, resting his hand at her bare hip, fingers lazily tracing invisible lines along the curve. ]
And as long as you don't snore. Light sleeper.
[ of course he's kidding. maybe. ]