[ again it feels so soft and gentle that he just wants to curl into that feeling as much as he can- and maybe he does a little more, muttering sleepily. ]
[Oh, there's that tug again and because she's not made of stone she smiles and lays down next to him. Letting her fingers play in his hair, following the curls and swirls as she watches him sleep.]
[he lets out a satisfied sound at her reply, and the way the bed dips when she lays down next to him. the comforting feeling doens't stop, so he doesn't open his eyes, but he does shift closer to it, because even in his sleep he knows it's safe.]
[When he moves closer she smiles and lets her hand travel down through his hair to the back of his neck and over his shoulder, gently holding him. Pretty soon five minutes turns into seven, and then into ten but she doesn't wake him. Instead she slowly dozes off as well, her body shifting even closer in her sleep, her warmth seeking his, and pretty soon she has curled herself against him.]
[after that five, seven, ten minutes, it's pretty much right up there with the best sleep Jason's ever had.
he subconsciously curls around Dawn as well, staying close because it feels good and safe. it feels softer than anything has felt in ages. it's much later when he finally stirs again, this time slowly blinking his eyes open as he tries to focus on where he is and... Who he's with? he tenses up hard, ready to pull away when he realizes exactly who it is. oh shit.]
[During their slumber the arm she had wrapped around his shoulder has moved to be around his waist and she's nestled her head onto his chest, so that when he says her name she feels as well as hears it.]
Mmmhmmm. M'right here.
[She says sleepily and hugs herself tighter against him.]
[ she's definitely wrapped around him... and he realizes he's wrapped around her just as much. he has no idea at what point in the night this happened. or wait... he laid down for a nap.
and then he vaguely remembers fingers carding through his hair, Dawn saying his name. five more minutes. she must've climbed into bed with him at that point and fallen asleep and now they're tangled up in each other, in her bed, as if they've done this a thousand times before.
Jason tries to stay calm, tries to keep his heart steady inside his chest. his chest that Dawn's head is laying against, her beautiful hair splayed out over her shoulder. she feels nice. she feels so very nice, and Jason closes his eyes again, taking a deep breath. when she wakes up fully he knows she'll move away. hell, she'll probably want to get as far away from him as she can once she realizes how they fell asleep together. it's not right for him to be awake and enjoying this when she doesn't know what's going on. so he opens his eyes, giving her a little shake to wake her up more fully. ]
[As he lays there, trying to calm himself down, Dawn wakes up fully. She registers that she's cuddled herself up against him and that he's done the same and for a moment she lets herself enjoy having someone's arms around her. He's warm and comfortable and somewhere in the back of her mind she notices that he's slimmer than Dick or Hank were but that's kind of nice, she's not a very large person and their bodies fit together nicely.
She can hear his heartbeat, which is a little fast, and then he gives her a little shake and says her name and she can hear a bit of worry in his tone.]
Jason.
[She says, not raising her head, but she's already smiling.]
You make a pretty comfortable pillow. Did you know that?
[ so maybe his heartbeat ticks up a bit more when he can tell that she's finally waking up- but she doesn't move. she stays there like that for a little longer, and then a little longer after that.
when she says his name, her tone is even, calm- is she smiling? he can't fully tell, not until she starts talking to him a bit more, and then he lets out a breath before he can stop himself. ]
[he realizes he still has his arms fully around her and he loosens his hold a little, looking down at her. she's smiling, and he tries to relax a little. he tells himself he isn't going to make a bigger deal out of this than it needs to be, if she's not reacting to it in that way.]
[ he's quiet, lowering his gaze, looking down between them. there's still a sort of panic that vibrates under his skin, but he's trying not to let it get the best of him. she's not moving or escaping, and neither is he. maybe he doesn't have to. ]
You are too.
[he says quietly. cozy and warm. she is, very much cozy and warm, and slowly he starts to let himself relax again, his heartbeat evening out.]
[She can feel his heartbeat starting to slow because she can feel it pulsing against her skin, it's comforting in its steady rhythm and she smiles and lowers her head back down onto his chest.]
Of course not, because I would have taken you with me.
[She teases and smiles to herself.]
I guess your little nap turned into my nap which turned into a full sleep. How are you feeling?
Oh yeah? You would've dragged me down to the floor on top of you?
[he doesn't mean it the way it sounds, he swears, and he closes his eyes, inwardly cursing at himself. it's almost as if he can't help but make this as awkward as possible, even if he's trying hard not to let it be.]
I'm feeling... good. I slept pretty well.
[he might as well be honest about that part, at least. and this part- this part feels good too, with her head back against her chest, not wanting to move away. it's surprising. it's unnerving. but it feels good. he hopes it's okay to say this. ]
[She knows he doesn't mean for it to sound sexual but it does and when she hears him swear under his breath she giggles and nods.]
Yup. In a big tangle of blankets, limbs and hair.
[Her heart skips a beat and she tries not to read too much into his comment about sleeping well but it's hard when this feels so nice and comforting for the both of them.]
Same. Guess we should have sleepovers more often.
[Which could be an open invitation for this to happen again, if he wants.]
[ at least she laughs at his awkwardness. he feels like such an idiot, but hey, it made her giggle, and it's such a sweet sound. it's hard to feel like shit after that. ]
Our hair tangled together, huh? That would be something.
[okay, so this is... a thing. they're still laying here together, arms around each other like this is normal. like this is okay. and then when she says that, like an open invitation for more of this, he realizes this isn't a fluke. she doesn't feel like this is a mistake.
she doesn't despise the thought of being close to him, and he knows it's his own insurmountable gilt that's keeping a distance between them, but... if she feels comforted by this and she's okay with it, maybe it can just be... okay.
now that he's gotten some sleep, he feels a little more level headed about it all. he still doesn't think he can forgive himself for any of it, not ever. but they're here now. ]
If it got tangled I don't know if either of us would ever be able to get free of it....
[She muses, smiling at the idea of her and Jason's hair weaving together into some sort of mass form. One that was opposites but the same, dark and light, male and female, short and long.]
Like this....
[She says, feeling her heart rate pick up another notch before she speaks again.]
[not that it really matters to him what he looks like. he doesn't look in mirrors anyway. he hates everything about what's looking back at him.
he nods slowly, about to give her an okay, because maybe if they slept like this every once in a while it would be okay. they could get some good sleep and... and... his mouth goes dry when she continues, and he shifts a little, moving an arm from around her so he can slowly push up on his elbow to look down at her.]
If you try to cut yours I'll slap the scissors out of you hand.
[She says with a chuckle, because there's no way she's going to let him cut those cute curls off. She likes them way too much. She feels him pause and has to bite at her bottom lip to keep herself from giggling again and when he pushes himself up and looks down at her she turns her face up to his, her eyes sparkling mischievously.]
Sleeping positions. I'm very comfortable like this but there's other positions we can sleep in and still stay close.
When he blinks in response she almost bursts out laughing because she doesn't think she's ever seen him looked so adorably shocked before, instead of laughing though she just smiles and tilts her head to one side coyly.]
If you'd rather sleep on your side we could try spooning.
he's also really relieved she does laugh, because then he'd just have to roll right out of bed and maybe keep rolling till he gets under it, and just fucking be done with human interactions, because this is stupid, and when the fuck did all of this get so hard?
right. when he died, came back from the dead and let himself be controlled by a fucking psychopath. ]
[she's so into cuddling up with him and nuzzling at him, even with everything they're talking about, and his stupid mishaps and misunderstandings. he's desperately trying to figure this out and not cross any lines here- but Dawn doesn't seem to be worried about that.
he used to be so much better at this. and then he wonders... was he really, though? was he ever good at this, or did he just claim to be?]
Wait, no. We can lay like that if you want to. I didn't realize you meant now. I wasn't sure what you meant at all, actually.
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Five more minutes?
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Okay, five more minutes.
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[he lets out a satisfied sound at her reply, and the way the bed dips when she lays down next to him. the comforting feeling doens't stop, so he doesn't open his eyes, but he does shift closer to it, because even in his sleep he knows it's safe.]
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he subconsciously curls around Dawn as well, staying close because it feels good and safe. it feels softer than anything has felt in ages. it's much later when he finally stirs again, this time slowly blinking his eyes open as he tries to focus on where he is and... Who he's with? he tenses up hard, ready to pull away when he realizes exactly who it is. oh shit.]
...Dawn?
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Mmmhmmm. M'right here.
[She says sleepily and hugs herself tighter against him.]
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and then he vaguely remembers fingers carding through his hair, Dawn saying his name. five more minutes. she must've climbed into bed with him at that point and fallen asleep and now they're tangled up in each other, in her bed, as if they've done this a thousand times before.
Jason tries to stay calm, tries to keep his heart steady inside his chest. his chest that Dawn's head is laying against, her beautiful hair splayed out over her shoulder. she feels nice. she feels so very nice, and Jason closes his eyes again, taking a deep breath. when she wakes up fully he knows she'll move away. hell, she'll probably want to get as far away from him as she can once she realizes how they fell asleep together. it's not right for him to be awake and enjoying this when she doesn't know what's going on. so he opens his eyes, giving her a little shake to wake her up more fully. ]
Dawn.
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She can hear his heartbeat, which is a little fast, and then he gives her a little shake and says her name and she can hear a bit of worry in his tone.]
Jason.
[She says, not raising her head, but she's already smiling.]
You make a pretty comfortable pillow. Did you know that?
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when she says his name, her tone is even, calm- is she smiling? he can't fully tell, not until she starts talking to him a bit more, and then he lets out a breath before he can stop himself. ]
I... what?
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[She repeats and finally lifts her head up off his chest, tilting her head so she can look into his face and so that he can see that she's smiling.]
Has anyone ever told you that before?
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[he realizes he still has his arms fully around her and he loosens his hold a little, looking down at her. she's smiling, and he tries to relax a little. he tells himself he isn't going to make a bigger deal out of this than it needs to be, if she's not reacting to it in that way.]
No one's ever told me that before.
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Well you are, you're also very cozy and warm.
[She says and then motions at their position all cuddled up together.]
I didn't mean to fall asleep on you but I appreciate you not pushing me off and out of the bed.
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You are too.
[he says quietly. cozy and warm. she is, very much cozy and warm, and slowly he starts to let himself relax again, his heartbeat evening out.]
I wouldn't do that.
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[She can feel his heartbeat starting to slow because she can feel it pulsing against her skin, it's comforting in its steady rhythm and she smiles and lowers her head back down onto his chest.]
Of course not, because I would have taken you with me.
[She teases and smiles to herself.]
I guess your little nap turned into my nap which turned into a full sleep. How are you feeling?
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[he doesn't mean it the way it sounds, he swears, and he closes his eyes, inwardly cursing at himself. it's almost as if he can't help but make this as awkward as possible, even if he's trying hard not to let it be.]
I'm feeling... good. I slept pretty well.
[he might as well be honest about that part, at least. and this part- this part feels good too, with her head back against her chest, not wanting to move away. it's surprising. it's unnerving. but it feels good. he hopes it's okay to say this. ]
...Even better once you were here.
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Yup. In a big tangle of blankets, limbs and hair.
[Her heart skips a beat and she tries not to read too much into his comment about sleeping well but it's hard when this feels so nice and comforting for the both of them.]
Same. Guess we should have sleepovers more often.
[Which could be an open invitation for this to happen again, if he wants.]
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Our hair tangled together, huh? That would be something.
[okay, so this is... a thing. they're still laying here together, arms around each other like this is normal. like this is okay. and then when she says that, like an open invitation for more of this, he realizes this isn't a fluke. she doesn't feel like this is a mistake.
she doesn't despise the thought of being close to him, and he knows it's his own insurmountable gilt that's keeping a distance between them, but... if she feels comforted by this and she's okay with it, maybe it can just be... okay.
now that he's gotten some sleep, he feels a little more level headed about it all. he still doesn't think he can forgive himself for any of it, not ever. but they're here now. ]
Just like this?
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[She muses, smiling at the idea of her and Jason's hair weaving together into some sort of mass form. One that was opposites but the same, dark and light, male and female, short and long.]
Like this....
[She says, feeling her heart rate pick up another notch before she speaks again.]
...Or maybe in some other positions.
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[not that it really matters to him what he looks like. he doesn't look in mirrors anyway. he hates everything about what's looking back at him.
he nods slowly, about to give her an okay, because maybe if they slept like this every once in a while it would be okay. they could get some good sleep and... and... his mouth goes dry when she continues, and he shifts a little, moving an arm from around her so he can slowly push up on his elbow to look down at her.]
...What do you mean?
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[She says with a chuckle, because there's no way she's going to let him cut those cute curls off. She likes them way too much.
She feels him pause and has to bite at her bottom lip to keep herself from giggling again and when he pushes himself up and looks down at her she turns her face up to his, her eyes sparkling mischievously.]
Sleeping positions. I'm very comfortable like this but there's other positions we can sleep in and still stay close.
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[maybe he wants to hear it. he remembers a time when he couldn't keep them.
he just blinks at her response for a second, and then there's no way he can stop the heat from moving up his neck. fuck. ]
Oh. Yeah... I mean sure. Yeah, whatever you want.
[FUCK.]
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[She says before she can stop herself.
When he blinks in response she almost bursts out laughing because she doesn't think she's ever seen him looked so adorably shocked before, instead of laughing though she just smiles and tilts her head to one side coyly.]
If you'd rather sleep on your side we could try spooning.
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[he doesn't get it.
he's also really relieved she does laugh, because then he'd just have to roll right out of bed and maybe keep rolling till he gets under it, and just fucking be done with human interactions, because this is stupid, and when the fuck did all of this get so hard?
right. when he died, came back from the dead and let himself be controlled by a fucking psychopath. ]
I'm already sleeping on my side.
[you know. on account of all the bruising.]
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[She explains gently and then chuckles and nuzzles her face into his chest because somehow his too literal way of thinking is making her blush.]
I meant....like one of us could turn around and...you know what, it's okay. This is nice, let's just stay like this.
[Her cheeks feel hot and she feels silly for trying to flirt with him.]
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[she's so into cuddling up with him and nuzzling at him, even with everything they're talking about, and his stupid mishaps and misunderstandings. he's desperately trying to figure this out and not cross any lines here- but Dawn doesn't seem to be worried about that.
he used to be so much better at this. and then he wonders... was he really, though? was he ever good at this, or did he just claim to be?]
Wait, no. We can lay like that if you want to. I didn't realize you meant now. I wasn't sure what you meant at all, actually.
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hehehe poor Dawn....
SORRY DAWN. sorry not sorry lmao. here have another one while he internally monologues lol
Bwhaha I love it! XD
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ooc: figured we would skip ahead a little to the next morning
sorry Dawn ;_;
ohhh nooooo!
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