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[bythebrook]

Ophelia is curled up on her couch, reading. Her eyelids are drooping. She yawns.

And then the book drops from her fingers to land softly on the couch beside her, and she is asleep.

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[is_a_boy]

There are some clicks by the door, and it slowly opens.

Blaise glances in, his mouth curling into a small smile when he sees Ophelia sleeping on the couch. Entering, he quietly shuts the door behind him, slipping the key she gave him in his pocket.

He walks over and kneels by the couch, brushing some strands of hair out of her face.

[bythebrook]

Ophelia's eyes flutter open for a moment, then shut again, and she smiles sleepily, mumbling something incoherent and content-sounding.

[is_a_boy]

Blaise picks up the book and looks at the cover. Pride and Prejudice. Hmm. He sets the book on the coffee table, then goes back to stroking her hair, watching her sleep.

God, how he's missed doing this.

[bythebrook]

Ophelia sighs, her hand sliding up his arm to his shoulder, then tugging gently.

There's plenty of room on the couch.