room 403 | early evening | tuesday | october 27

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With no classes till Friday, Hannibal's mid weeks were almost like another weekend for him. He tended to treat them just like weekends too. Basically, that meant he did random errands, relaxed and slept. Today, that'd meant he'd done some laundry (it was currently dumped on one side of the bed), gone running (he'd showered, thank you) and was

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Hannibal's nap might be a little disturbed by Angela deciding to slip off her shoes when she came in, crawl onto the bed, snuggle up beside him and warm her hands on his stomach.

Maybe he'd doze right through and wouldn't notice...

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Hannibal might have slept through it if it weren't for the fact he was getting used to warm up her hands. As it was, he didn't come all the way awake but he did try and curl up a little more in an effort to make himself warm again.

Give him a little more time and he'd do a little more but shifting around and acting like that might help was all he could manage for the time being.

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Probably wouldn't help much, no, but at least she wasn't mean enough to actually try and wake him up yet, just spread her fingers a little wider over his nice warm skin. Generally, he had plenty of warm to spare, she was just borrowing.

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"What're you doing?" Hannibal mumbled once he'd come awake enough to realize he wasn't alone anymore and his stomach was getting used a hand warmer.

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"Feeling you up," she whispered cheerfully. Which was partly true. Him being all warm was a giant benefit, it had to be said.

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"Was I just too much to resist, lying here asleep?" he asked, laughter in his voice.

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"Mm, and I was cold," she admitted. Downside of going out during fall. "You looked cuddleable."

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"So, you're using me to get warm," he said, snickering. "I see how it is. Planning on getting warm and then just leaving me for something better?"

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"Yes, I love you purely for your body heat," she teased. Really, what better was there to be leaving him for?"

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"Why're you so cold?" he wondered, turning more towards her with little coordination since his body was still mostly asleep. "Thought it was pretty nice outside."

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"Really, it's only my hands are cold." Girl needed to buy gloves.

... Or not drink frappuccinos in autumn. One or the other.

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"And what would you have done if I and my stomach wasn't here to get you warm again?" he asked, reaching for one of those hands and bringing them up to his mouth so he could kiss each finger.

That'd be pretty warm too, he figured.

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"Suffer on my own," she replied. "And it would've been sad to see, so be glad you were here to save me."

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"Do I get a prize for that?" he wondered, waking up a little more and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "Some kind of reward for being a big hero?"

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"You were asleep," Angela pointed out, laughing. "I don't know if that counts towards Big Hero status."

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"I was tired!" He'd been busy, after all. "Past weekend was busy and I went for a run and I did some of mine and your laundry. So, uh, I hope you like faded things?"

No, he'd only done his. He didn't have all the weird colors and fabrics. No danger in shrinking or ruining things like that.