[ it is welcome. she'll warm him up in no time but for now, the initial chill makes her feel a little better. she has the tissues now, and she sniffs, putting them to her nose and holding them there for a moment.
he still smells like sleep. still in his pajamas. she'd already gotten up and done things, the morning is almost all used up, but it doesn't even seem to matter now. she just wants to go back to bed and crawl under the covers again. maybe she'll wake up and things will be different.
another sniff. she's been thinking that for months now. ]
Thanks.
[ rough, barely audible. a hand slipped behind him to hold herself a little closer, but it bunches in his shirt briefly, a sudden fear of him moving away from her before she quells it. it'd be just her luck, she thinks. ]
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he still smells like sleep. still in his pajamas. she'd already gotten up and done things, the morning is almost all used up, but it doesn't even seem to matter now. she just wants to go back to bed and crawl under the covers again. maybe she'll wake up and things will be different.
another sniff. she's been thinking that for months now. ]
Thanks.
[ rough, barely audible. a hand slipped behind him to hold herself a little closer, but it bunches in his shirt briefly, a sudden fear of him moving away from her before she quells it. it'd be just her luck, she thinks. ]