[ there's no music this time but in my HEART what's playing is THIS, thanks. After Muffin's gotten comfortable, though... when Angie thinks he may have already fallen asleep...
he does... hum, soft and meandering, not quite a structured tune. More like a dream of one, that wanders off whatever direction suits the whim, at the time. ]
[muffin's purring turns warmer, steadier, and he slips easily into a doze. comfy and comfier still...
not long after the humming starts, he sighs and relaxes even further. he won't nap for too long (a catnap—), but for a sweet while he's as deeply asleep as if he were in his own nest]
Angel Devil allows himself to think of nothing, but learning more about the personal rhythm of his breath, the sound of Muffin's resting voice, and his purrs.
Perceiving people he cares about while they're vulnerable often puts an indescribable twist in his stomach, expecting only the moment that peace ends, whether he relishes that fact or not. But right now
he merely drinks of it, as it is. Some stolen island of peace, amid the sounds of the nearby forest and lake. ]
[watching as closely as he is, he can learn the little signs of muffin waking up too. the uptick in his breathing, how his purring rumbles louder as he becomes freshly aware of comfort, and the way he streeeeetches, sighs, and snuggles his face back against angie's side.
[ it's not like he's the only one that knows that... but if it's REALLY cutting close, it's not like he's out of range of cubecalls right now, either... ]
[ shifts so he's ready to stand when muffin is, to help to pull him up post-sleepies as much as he can as a Tall Noodle compared to someone who's actually fit. ]
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[ "handle," is the word, but he stops, and tries again. ]
I need to. "Perhaps." Try caring in a way that actually demonstrates it.
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[finishes his water so he can wrap his arms around angel devil's]
...This is a start. You were... doing good too with, um, letting me call you at night.
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I like calling you. Like um... like how you said you liked feeling like we were in the same room.
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...I won't let a Weed stop us from talking like that again. And I won't let a Rose, either.
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Rose can't stop me. Know where the Rose lives.
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Glad to have the insurance.
Ah... I've really made you have to chase a lot, already...
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Do you... when.
Do you want to be escorted back to Daffodil, after this?
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...
I want to take a nap before you take me home. —you can stay awake if you want.
[he feels kind of greedy asking, but he doesn't want to go back yet]
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[ he does take the opportunity to shift, stretching out his legs so that the pointy boots are as out of the way as possible. ]
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I'll be safe.
[uncurls out of his huddle to a more comfortable, relaxed position, but staying where he can lean against angie]
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he does... hum, soft and meandering, not quite a structured tune. More like a dream of one, that wanders off whatever direction suits the whim, at the time. ]
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not long after the humming starts, he sighs and relaxes even further. he won't nap for too long (a catnap—), but for a sweet while he's as deeply asleep as if he were in his own nest]
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Angel Devil allows himself to think of nothing, but learning more about the personal rhythm of his breath, the sound of Muffin's resting voice, and his purrs.
Perceiving people he cares about while they're vulnerable often puts an indescribable twist in his stomach, expecting only the moment that peace ends, whether he relishes that fact or not. But right now
he merely
drinks of it, as it is. Some stolen island of peace, amid the sounds of the nearby forest and lake. ]
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Hi, down there.
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Chrrt?
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lightly pets his hair. still just as quietly, ]
The sun's climbed higher.
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Nm... I'll get up.
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Thanks.
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