( okay, he says, in that hushed, agreeable way of his. if it were any other night her tongue would've surely found something sharp to mumble by now, but it feels as if she's running on reserve. pulse a barely there, whispering thing. the way he makes to curl up beside her is almost childlike, curling his knees and tucking in his arms, nearly doubling his width. )
I'm fine. ( a quick dismissal in the form of a breath, shuffling a little closer towards him if only to find one of his hands within the sheets, tugging it instructively to the dip in her side. )
Straighten your legs. ( for a moment, her mind drifts to when she'd first let him in through her window, commands like a lilt, forcing him to get out of all of those creepy clothes. she's gotten used to them, now, but it doesn't make them any more convenient. she waits, holding up the duvet, goosebumpbs freckling across her legs. ) So I can put the blanket around you.
[ he uncurls so easily, choso does, unfurls his legs to stretch out, but as he does his head meets the sheets, hair buns smushed as his torso turns halfway onto his back. with his hand fitted against her side, the motion has him pulling her in, tugging her smaller form more into his sphere so he need not have to fuss with rearranging himself again. ]
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I'm fine. ( a quick dismissal in the form of a breath, shuffling a little closer towards him if only to find one of his hands within the sheets, tugging it instructively to the dip in her side. )
Straighten your legs. ( for a moment, her mind drifts to when she'd first let him in through her window, commands like a lilt, forcing him to get out of all of those creepy clothes. she's gotten used to them, now, but it doesn't make them any more convenient. she waits, holding up the duvet, goosebumpbs freckling across her legs. ) So I can put the blanket around you.
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Closer then. It's too small for both.