♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap
—— 「ACTS OF INTIMACY STARTERS」
Today had been a day. Between working themselves nearly numb training in the gym, cleaning their room until it was spotless and keeping up social interactions with as many agents as they could, they were both mentally and physically exhausted. They’d blame the convenience and smallness of the couch if you’d ask them how they’d ended up here, but Eevee was struggling to keep their eyes open.
Their petite body ended up curled into a– somewhat uncomfortable if they were being honest– ball on one of the couches, before slowly spreading out to try to find a position suitable for the inevitable crash that was coming. With eyes closed, they hadn’t even realized that they were encroaching on someone else’s personal bubble. A sleepy smile began spreading across their lips as they finally sprawled themselves out; their legs dangling off the side armrest as their head found a pillow of sorts.
Eevee mumbled some incoherent nonsense before they were ready to let sleep take them, bloodshot eyes flying open suddenly when a soft noise caught their attention. Through incredibly blurred vision, their gaze eventually focused on Jules– apparently the pillow they’d found was her lap. After the confusion fully etched amongst their features, they realized they were far too exhausted to move, let alone get up.
Wanting to apologize, or find rest somewhere else, their body scolded them for even the idea. They grumbled softly, trying to read the others’ expression before just giving up all together. The agents were dysfunctional, sure, but they were also a family… and what else were family for if not for letting you sleep in their lap??? “Thanks.” They eventually slurred, letting their eyelids fall back closed.
