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[rage_andlove]

For a long moment, he's content to just stand there in the kitchen with her, her arms around his waist, his chin resting against the top of her head. His fingers stir through her hair and then he pulls back a little, offering her his hand again

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[afanoflaundry]

"Don't worry about it," she says with a shrug. She isn't exactly the neatest person in the world, though barely having any belongings and plenty of time to kill helps with that. She releases his hand to unzip her jacket, and she folds it up sloppily before setting it on the dresser.

Once she's finished, she turns to face him and tucks her hair behind her ear. She feels kind of awkward, standing next to his bed in just her shorts and a tank top, but smiles a little as she glances up at him.

[rage_andlove]

It's around then that it occurs to him that he's going to have to take his leg off and, for a moment, he's just got this sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. He looks at her for a long moment.

"Uh...Could you close your eyes for a sec?"

[afanoflaundry]

She's not really sure why he would want her too, but she nods and shuts them, putting her hand over them. "Okay, they're closed."

[rage_andlove]

He can't help but smile at her, because she looks pretty fucking adorable like that, and it's a quick job, really, to unhitch his leg and slide it just under the bed. He shifts his weight, pulling himself up the mattress, side against the wall. he rearranges the blankets.

"Okay," he says, that crooked smile a little shyer. "Ready?"