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Apr 29, 2011 00:04

[Dreamshare // Open]
[ooc: With apologies to Apple and to Smoke.]

You're in my blood and there's no curing me... )

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[QL] paintitgray May 9 2011, 07:24:29 UTC
Being with him was...comforting. The knowledge that someone was there, the warmth radiating from him where he sat next to her, was infinitely more steadying than the cup of tea. She finished it anyway, and sat in quiet contemplation of its empty insides for a long moment, nearly nodding off over it.

Then Smoke moved, and she stirred awake again, reflexively standing to take his cup.

"Sorry," she said, sleepily. She was...very close to drifting away again, which was more than a little impressive, considering how she'd woken up. Usually it took her hours to go back to sleep after one of her dreams, but this was the second time that...that...

Hnn. Giving her head a little shake, she forced herself to stay awake just a few minutes longer. "Thanks," she said, smiling up at him. Her hand was on his cheek - when had it gotten there? - half-cradling, half-covering the scars. "I...think I can sleep now."

She swallowed a yawn, as if to prove the point, and then (because she was half asleep, because it felt like saying goodbye after a break at work, because he was still smiling and the way his mouth curved was hopelessly right) she leaned over and kissed him, gently.

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