He won't be cold much longer. She's absolutely going to meld back in against him, find her spot curled up under him and settled in his arms. Her own arms pull around his waist as she buries her face in his hair, hums a contented little sigh. Much, much better to be here than anywhere else in the world.
"Go back to sleep," she tsks softly, fingers of one hand tracing absent little circles at the base of his spine. "Got you."
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Date: 2012-11-03 04:02 am (UTC)"Go back to sleep," she tsks softly, fingers of one hand tracing absent little circles at the base of his spine. "Got you."
And never, ever letting go.