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[personal profile] kovach 2022-01-22 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ when she says his name, it doesn't out of place, even if she's testing it on her lips. they've been around each other so consistently each and every single day for a while now that the familiarity has already shaped itself to fit around the sound, like it almost doesn't even feel like the first time she says it. even the closeness to it, tentative until he feels the shift of her exhale, a signal that the comfort is shared, doesn't seem out of place.

despite the night having clawed at him from the inside for the past several hours, his body feels calm, his breath steadying as he relaxes against her. maybe this isn't what she meant by carrying things for him, hardly meaning to carry him in the literal sense, but he feels a bit more solid with her to lean against.

he hums quietly at her question, lips pursing into a brief smile, subtle for a moment. by now, hearing stories from her feels the call of an old friend. ]
Yeah. Tell me.
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[personal profile] kovach 2022-01-22 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ he doesn't consider how she may prepare herself to tell it, but he isn't thinking ahead, lingering in each moment as he finally begins to ground himself, possibly even sobering up a bit now that he's been able to clear up his head just from the simmering silence. it's only with the light squeeze at his cheek and marta's withdrawl that he even lifts his head up watching her carefully.

his eyes follow her hand as she pats at her thigh, lifting his gaze to catch her raised brow before raising his own almost in question. the stare lingers like a silent really? even if there's been enough gestures tonight to address their mutual comfort with particular closeness.

when he finally exhales a breath, it's with a brief sounding chuckle in it, sitting on the invitation for just a moment longer before he snags the bottle from his lap and leans over to set it on the closest table. carefully kicking off his boots to leave them on the floor, he then lifts up his legs onto the bed, leaning himself over to bring his head against her lap, eyes peering up with a silent good? in his eyes. ]