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 Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 12:41 pm
West warily did as she directed, turning sideways a bit and shifting over on the bed without protest. He rarely had anyone dote on him who wasn't a blood relative and even then such attentions were harsh and brief. He wasn't quite certain how to react. She had already seen him nearly faceplant from exhaustion and he had just let her pet him like a dog. What was a little bed sharing? Wait, what? The wrath demon cast a fuzzy-eyed glare at Yaya, but any malice was gone in a flash. Better to do as she expected. It appeased him some that a million other boils would kill to be in his shoes. Peh. They could have his shoes.
He rolled back onto his back, sliding his good hand under his head. The bandaged one rested on his chest for a moment before he realized he was still wearing his jacket. West sat up, fumbling with his sleeves, then resettled with a yawn when everything was sorted again.
"Just. Don't tell anyone."
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 9:31 am
Dark hands withdrew from his hair as he shifted over on the bed, only to reach out a moment later to retrieve the discarded jacket from him. Folding it length wise, she got to her feet and laid it over the back of his desk chair. Smoothing it out so it wouldn't wrinkle, then turning back to take a seat on the bed beside him.
Now that she wasn't so worried about him cracking his skull on the floor or worst, she allowed herself an over due yawn, palm covering parting lips before falling back to her lap. Just. Don't tell anyone. She gave an amused little exhale as she lay down beside him, rolling onto her side so she could tuck her head against his chest. Tugging one of his pillows down for her head. "Now why would I do that?" Her usual soft tone was even softer as a familiar wash of drowsiness swept over her. "You'd never do it again if I teased." That last bit was all but a whisper.
All things considered, this was actually rather nice. West was.. well West, and he was a jerk, but he was her friends. Quickly becoming one of her closest friends in fact, and she never tired of dozing with those she cared for. Drawing a heavy breath, the djinn draped one slender arm across his lower chest, dark skin standing out against the vivid hue of his shirt.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 6:09 pm
He watched her take his coat and place it neatly on the chair near his desk. West found himself wondering, quite possibly for the second or third time since he'd met her, what her family must be like to have made her the way she was, but the thought quickly melted into a yawn and his eyes fell closed again for a long moment. He opened them when he felt the bed shift as she sat down next to him, and he didn't fight her as she snuggled closer. She had said she wouldn't tell, and all the fight had left him anyway.
West was very close to completely unresponsive when her last words reached his ears. Again? No, this was never happening ag...
A muted sound of protest issued from his throat, but it quieted to a sigh as West's breathing evened and he fell asleep.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 10:40 pm
Sleep was sucking at the djinn rather forcefully, but she did catch that tiny sound of protest before she drifted off. It made her grin, a very lazy curl of lips accompanied by a soft giggle. Oh, he could protest all he wanted, but it wouldn't do him any good, and she knew it. He always has, and likely always would, let her get away with pretty much anything.
Vaguely she wondered if the same odd obedience would linger on after she finally settled on something that would release him from her mark, but it was an idle worry, and she was far too tired to dedicate much thought to it, at least right then.
With a last content little hum she too drifted off. Snuggling closer to his side. Yes, this was definitely happening again. He was so warm, despite their very obvious differences she felt they complimented each other ironically well.
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