oom: room 25

Feb 07, 2009 23:23

[ooc: after this]When he opens the door to his bedroom, room twenty-five, he glances first to the bed and then at the floor, not wanting to trip over anything in the dark. He kicks a pair of boots out of the way as he crosses the open space, shifting her weight in his arms so that he can draw back the blankets and sheets. He moves her so that she's ( Read more... )

oom: room 25, character: kate barlow

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ikissdhimbck February 8 2009, 07:40:58 UTC
She doesn't want to do either, truth be told.

Numbly, she watches him work at her laces, a blush coming to her already hot face.

"I..."

She swallows thickly, curling bedlinen into her trembling hands.

"You shouldn't have to do this."

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docscurlock February 8 2009, 07:44:44 UTC
No, I shouldn't, because this shouldn't have happened to you.

"It's all right," he says, honestly. "I don't mind. You would do the same for me. You have done the same for me."

He works her boots and stockings off, then rises from the floor, crosses the room to his dresser and then returns with a pair of his socks. They're dry and clean, and they might be a little big on her feet but at least they'll keep her feet warm.

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ikissdhimbck February 8 2009, 07:54:55 UTC
She's quiet as he moves back to her and kneels, preparing to ease those socks onto her feet.

Her face is grave, but she knows he isn't paying attention.

Silently, cautiously, she reaches her right arm out, and gently lays her hand on top of his head, fingers slipping between strands of golden hair.

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docscurlock February 8 2009, 07:59:36 UTC
It's long, again.

He pauses, only for a moment, when he feels her fingers slide into his hair. He continues putting the socks onto her feet, and then he tips his head up slightly, to glance up at her.

Doc offers her the barest hint of a smile.

"I ain't a fan of cold feet in the mornin', steppin' on this floor."

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