she takes her phone with her and--hastily throws on her pajama robe before exiting the room. no need to flash any unitmates who happen to be around.
she comes back minutes later with a plush velvet throw--which she immediately throws on top of his head. because let's be real he's probably still pouting when she gets back. ]
Don't be so upset.
[ She crawls back up onto bed and underneath the blanket. ]
Is it really so bad to take something with you as a reminder of me?
[ There's something else in her hand, too, that she maintains a careful grip of even as she sheds her clothing a second time. These she doesn't want ripped. ]
[ Of course he's pouting still when she returns. But he does take the blanket and cover himself because it can be a little chilly after all that exertion and the lack of her body heat against him.
But when she returns, she's got something grasped in her hand and his curiosity is piqued slightly, though the majority of his attention is watching her remove her robe beneath the throw. Fingers almost instantly grab for her as soon as her skin is exposed.]
If it takes you away from my side for more than a few seconds, yes.
[ But she's already back, so he supposes that's okay. ]
Something is better than nothing. I'd take all of you if I could.
[ His fingers reaching out for her make a convenient target of his hand--which she needed anyway. She reaches back and uses the moment to slip the beaded bracelet over his wrist. ]
... It's no necklace--I can't ever replace that, and I don't want to.
[ The significance of that gift... how happy it made him... that's not something anyone should want to erase or overshadow. But-- ]
I want you to have something from me with you. In case they try to make you forget. Or you start to doubt. When it feels like a dream--you'll still have this as proof.
[He just stares in surprise at the bracelet she's slipped on his wrist. No, it wasn't his necklace, but he wouldn't expect it would be. That wasn't something that could be replaced. The beads were intricate in design and both stone and metal.
He smiled, staring at it on his wrist. That wasn't what he was expecting in that moment.]
Thank you. I'll cherish it.
[ He can only hope that they will let him take it with him when he leaves this place. With his other arm, the one without the bracelet--he hauls her tightly against him in a partial hug while he continues to inspect his gift. ]
[ She leans into his hold to kiss him again--this time not so hastily or crushingly, but softly. Tenderly. ]
I'm sorry I can't give you more--or keep you.
[ He should know that already-- but she's finding there's so much between them that goes unsaid or misunderstood... it's better to just come out with it, she thinks. ]
[ He knows. But he's grateful for the thought, even if it can't be realized. That she wishes to be able to achieve both of those goals is lofty goal, even if she was able to do it. His other arm wraps around her tightly. A stark contrast to the gentleness of his lips as they meet hers.
But a gentle touch is all they are given as just as suddenly as he arrived here on this place--he's gone. Air the only thing remaining in bed in the wake of his absence except for the body heat left behind on the bedding. ]
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But fine. Go.
He's just going to stay here laying on her bed and...pout. Like a spoiled child. ]
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she takes her phone with her and--hastily throws on her pajama robe before exiting the room. no need to flash any unitmates who happen to be around.
she comes back minutes later with a plush velvet throw--which she immediately throws on top of his head. because let's be real he's probably still pouting when she gets back. ]
Don't be so upset.
[ She crawls back up onto bed and underneath the blanket. ]
Is it really so bad to take something with you as a reminder of me?
[ There's something else in her hand, too, that she maintains a careful grip of even as she sheds her clothing a second time. These she doesn't want ripped. ]
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But when she returns, she's got something grasped in her hand and his curiosity is piqued slightly, though the majority of his attention is watching her remove her robe beneath the throw. Fingers almost instantly grab for her as soon as her skin is exposed.]
If it takes you away from my side for more than a few seconds, yes.
[ But she's already back, so he supposes that's okay. ]
Something is better than nothing. I'd take all of you if I could.
[ He still doesn't know what she's holding.]
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[ His fingers reaching out for her make a convenient target of his hand--which she needed anyway. She reaches back and uses the moment to slip the beaded bracelet over his wrist. ]
... It's no necklace--I can't ever replace that, and I don't want to.
[ The significance of that gift... how happy it made him... that's not something anyone should want to erase or overshadow. But-- ]
I want you to have something from me with you. In case they try to make you forget. Or you start to doubt. When it feels like a dream--you'll still have this as proof.
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He smiled, staring at it on his wrist. That wasn't what he was expecting in that moment.]
Thank you. I'll cherish it.
[ He can only hope that they will let him take it with him when he leaves this place. With his other arm, the one without the bracelet--he hauls her tightly against him in a partial hug while he continues to inspect his gift. ]
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I'm sorry I can't give you more--or keep you.
[ He should know that already-- but she's finding there's so much between them that goes unsaid or misunderstood... it's better to just come out with it, she thinks. ]
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But a gentle touch is all they are given as just as suddenly as he arrived here on this place--he's gone. Air the only thing remaining in bed in the wake of his absence except for the body heat left behind on the bedding. ]
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RUDE
how was THAT all the time they had?! ]