[ Something both heavy and weightless settles in his chest β a bird made of shadows and feelings, perhaps, he thinks sleepily. Feelings he can't look at too closely and shadows he doesn't have the light or the energy to pierce through, but it's all surrounding the way her voice sounds when she's this close to sleep and heavy in his arms, wrapped around him. ]
Will you stay with me? [ He asks, letting his eyes shut. Whatever her answer, he will accept. This was not the path their day was supposed to take. She may have plans other than sleeping what remains of the morning away in this bed.
[ The question makes her chest tighten, and somehow also her heart swell; the first because perhaps it means that people don't stayβ or that he doesn'tβ and the second because if the first is true it means he wants things to be different here with her.
And that he trusts her.
Alexandrie noses a little closer, lets her eyes shut too, and breathes out ]
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Will you stay with me? [ He asks, letting his eyes shut. Whatever her answer, he will accept. This was not the path their day was supposed to take. She may have plans other than sleeping what remains of the morning away in this bed.
He hopes she doesn't. ]
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And that he trusts her.
Alexandrie noses a little closer, lets her eyes shut too, and breathes out ]
Yes.
I would like that very much.