[ Artemis eyes open after the kiss, watching Coda leave silently, but they're closed again by the time they come back. The question doesn't get a verbal answer, just a man burying his face a little deeper in the pillow and reaching out to tug at the hem of Coda's shirt. ]
[So Coda folds themself back into bed, back to that tucked in place with Artemis offering them warmth and closeness. It's an odd parallel to when Coda will tug Artemis into the cuddle with Gil. These two, they don't know how to actually ask for the comfort they need. Not with words at least.
But the request seems to get understood regardless.]
[ Artemis makes a pleased little hum and settles back in around them. He's quiet for a while, but doesn't fall back asleep; Coda's not the only one that has trouble with that when they're not exhausted.
[ He isn't sure how to feel about the fact that he's apparently a good sleep-aid, but he thinks for once he's too comfortable to care. No strings, the'd promised. ]
Other than a dream about a hologram juggling kumquats, I was dead to the world.
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Are you getting up or am I coming back into the bed?
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But the request seems to get understood regardless.]
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Eventually, he says softly: ]
Did you sleep well?
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[Clearly they weren't asleep either. They were listening to the sound of him breathing. Is that weird? Creepy? It made them feel at-ease.]
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[ He isn't sure how to feel about the fact that he's apparently a good sleep-aid, but he thinks for once he's too comfortable to care. No strings, the'd promised. ]
Other than a dream about a hologram juggling kumquats, I was dead to the world.
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[There's a mild tease behind the words.]
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[ He glances over at the broken bed; yeah, that's still halfway between mortifying and really, really funny. ]
Who knew this was where the party was hiding all along.