[ .. she really should make him sleep on the sofa. she's changed the sheets and pillowcases, and so long as she doesn't, you know, bleed on him or cough directly into his mouth it's highly unlikely he'll get sick, but.. gods, she worries anyway. alisaie bites her lip.
but then, instead of sending him away she simply turns away from him and wriggles in close, pressing her back to his chest and using their entwined fingers to tug his arm around her middle and hold it there.
she's warm, uncomfortably so, but it's worth a little discomfort to be this close to him, to sleep with his arms around her. ]
Just hold me like this.
[ it'll have to do. this way, even if she wakes up coughing it'll be away from him, and not towards. clearly this is good enough for her, because she soon reaches with her free hand to flick off the bedside light, plunging them into comfortable darkness broken only by a sliver of slanting lamplight filtering through beneath her window curtains. ]
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but then, instead of sending him away she simply turns away from him and wriggles in close, pressing her back to his chest and using their entwined fingers to tug his arm around her middle and hold it there.
she's warm, uncomfortably so, but it's worth a little discomfort to be this close to him, to sleep with his arms around her. ]
Just hold me like this.
[ it'll have to do. this way, even if she wakes up coughing it'll be away from him, and not towards. clearly this is good enough for her, because she soon reaches with her free hand to flick off the bedside light, plunging them into comfortable darkness broken only by a sliver of slanting lamplight filtering through beneath her window curtains. ]