[She crinkles her nose a little at that sound, too tired to be properly embarrassed. Later. Definitely later. There will be blushing and everything. She huffs a breath against him.]
‘kay. [The almost-a-full-word starts as a yawn, before being murmured sleepily at him. She makes another hum of contentment as she feels him idly fiddle with the ends of her hair.] You too.
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‘kay. [The almost-a-full-word starts as a yawn, before being murmured sleepily at him. She makes another hum of contentment as she feels him idly fiddle with the ends of her hair.] You too.