[She halfway sits up, hand reaching to press against the top of his head. It slides down until she's touching his cheek. Her eyes just meet his for a few quiet seconds, and she smiles in a way that's rare for her. Unguarded and at ease, he's done a damn good job of making things better.]
You really shouldn't have let me know you were so good with your hands. I could get used to this.
[ the way she smiles at him then, it's almost too much for him to take. but he does, meeting her eyes gamely and leaning his face into her hand even when bruises protest. ]
I'm not worried, I've still got a few secrets left.
[Her thumb runs along his cheek, careful to mind his bruises. She's so used to him being covered in them that she doesn't really take notice of when she should be more gentle or not touch him at all.]
Well, I'd be disappointed if I learned all your secrets right away.
[Her hand taps his cheek before sliding down to his jumpsuit, giving it a tug so he'll join her in laying down.]
[ he should really get out of his jumpsuit, maybe brush his teeth, but he's comfortable, ridiculously so. he knows he'll only sleep for a few hours, but it's worth it to be at her side. so he lets her wrestle him down under the covers, the top of his head brushing her collarbone. ]
So I should expect you to leave me for some enigmatic stranger then. [ his eyes are already closed, he's drifting, but still yapping away apparently. it's funny how stoic he can be during waking hours, but now that he's too tired to keep his eyes open he's babbling. ]
[She laughs, head turning so her nose bumps and presses against his temple.]
I didn't know there was anyone more enigmatic out there than you.
[The effort it takes to keep her eyes open any longer is intense. They haven't gotten undressed, having done any of the nightly routines they easily fall into. It might be something they regret the next morning, but they can just learn from their mistakes. As she starts to drift off, she finds just enough energy to mentally blame Matt for this exhaustion.]
I'm an open book, Karen. [ he protests, already mostly asleep. one hand palms her hip as his breathing evens out and he finally gives into the rest his body sorely needs. ]
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[She halfway sits up, hand reaching to press against the top of his head. It slides down until she's touching his cheek. Her eyes just meet his for a few quiet seconds, and she smiles in a way that's rare for her. Unguarded and at ease, he's done a damn good job of making things better.]
You really shouldn't have let me know you were so good with your hands. I could get used to this.
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I'm not worried, I've still got a few secrets left.
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Well, I'd be disappointed if I learned all your secrets right away.
[Her hand taps his cheek before sliding down to his jumpsuit, giving it a tug so he'll join her in laying down.]
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I thought that much was obvious, Frank.
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So I should expect you to leave me for some enigmatic stranger then. [ his eyes are already closed, he's drifting, but still yapping away apparently. it's funny how stoic he can be during waking hours, but now that he's too tired to keep his eyes open he's babbling. ]
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I didn't know there was anyone more enigmatic out there than you.
[The effort it takes to keep her eyes open any longer is intense. They haven't gotten undressed, having done any of the nightly routines they easily fall into. It might be something they regret the next morning, but they can just learn from their mistakes. As she starts to drift off, she finds just enough energy to mentally blame Matt for this exhaustion.]
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