I go out at night

[is_a_virtue]

Characters: lightningtruth and is_a_virtue, later also lyingragnarok and forgotten_focus
Location:  Their room in Death City Heights
Rating:  PG?
Time: 2 AM, August 29th
Description: Tired of waiting for her to stop avoiding them, Hope stayed up to wait for Lightning, hoping to catch her when she stopped back home.

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[lightingtruth]

[It took a lot of practice, patience and sheer luck, not skill that allowed Light to leave and enter the apartments that she and her friends shared without being detected by three people with whom she fought and slept with while on the run. But perhaps that was her blessing. Perhaps they just knew each other too well, understood each other too well to know who was friend among strangers, even asleep.

People you could trust to watch your back. Her lips pursed as she made her way to her room for another round of restless sleep. The others have yet to ambush her, much to her relief, but tonight seemed to be the end of that small space they allowed her.

Or not. It was just Hope. She closed the door behind her, wariness and discomfort slowly replaced with resigned fondness. How long and how often had he been doing this, waiting up for her? She picked up the blanket and unfolded it as silently as possible and draped it over her young companion.

She... must have worried him a lot.]

[is_a_virtue]

[He wasn't out quite so much, though, that he was totally dead to the world. Whether it was from the minute amount of noise she made, or the movement at his side, Hope stirred and blinked his eyes open blearily.]

Light...? [His recognition was slow, and for a moment he wasn't sure if he was actually awake or not. But he soon registered the fact that Lightning was really there, and that forced him into wakefulness.

Eyes widening, his first reaction was to shoot a hand out and clamp it down over her wrist, trying to prevent her from slipping away again. A moment passed, and some part of him saw the foolishness in thinking he could ever manage to keep her there if she didn't want to stay, and he let go, face flushed.]

Er...L-Light, I... [Awkward trailing off. So much for the three hours of mental preparation. The truth was, as much as he adored her, Lighning was intimidating, even more so in person and when she was possibly still angry.]

[lightingtruth]

[There was no violent response to Hope's touch but only the downturn of her lips, a mark of her own displeasure. Not directed at Hope, no, but rather one that was directed at herself. It was a reminder just how long she'd been away; weren't they already over this?]

You're on the wrong bed.

[The barest attempt at humor; it was only after she spoke them that she realized that it could be taken wrong, a slight at Hope's person. That wasn't her intent.]

... did you wait long?

[is_a_virtue]

[He winced at the attempted joke, forcing a short laugh.] Aha...whoops.

[Sitting up, Hope glanced down at the she'd laid over him. He didn't think she was really upset about it -- she wouldn't have been so obviously planning to leave him there if she was. Still, he went to get up to move to his own bed, trying to speak casually. He didn't want to sound like he was accusing her of avoiding them, after all.]

Not too long. It's late, though... [A hesitant glance up at her.] ...Where've you been?