clack!
"..."
"..."
more movements and rustling until your squinted eyes meet the squinted eyes above you. the intrusive bright light from the night stand almost blinding.
"..what you *yawns* doin' down. there?"
you open your mouth to answer but rafayel makes inscrutable noise only drowsy, sleepy people would.
"cutie?" he adds.
"it's comfortable," whispering, you tug your blanket higher, covering yourself from his surprisingly intense gaze.
rafayel looks offended by that answer? comfortable? you sleeping on the floor beside his luxurious and plush king-sized bed?
he blinks repeatedly, trying to wake himself up and process if this is all even real at 2am.
"you mad at me? did i do something?"
"no. i promise it's just comfortable, raf."
"it can't be. 's not comf." a miserable huff leaves his jutted lips.
it's like he's glaring at you from above, on the edge of the bed. but barely trying. you calmly watch his next move, knowing he's likely refusing to sleep without you within his radius but contemplating if it's worth waking up with a sore back sleeping on the hard floor.
finally he grunts and slides off the edge of the bed. dragging his massive, shirtless figure off the bed. his arms bracketing your sides on the carpeted surface to stabilise himself as half of his body hangs off the bed. smooth like a snake following each of his knees.
one down. another down. then he plops right on top of you.
sighing in relief when he gets to inhale your scent, the tip of his nose drags across your warm skin as you giggle sleepily.
"stop." you scoot to make space for him. inviting him closer when you raise the blanket. rafayel happily invades your long gone personal space. now you're both covered in a shared blanket, shielded from the cold of the night.
"things i do for you," he mumbles, cuddling you tightly, his leg thrown over yours. "not that comfy, by the way."
"go sleep on the bed," you truly mean it. he doesn't have to trouble himself. it's just one of those nights where you need a quick change of pace. just because.
"shhh, sleep. 's late, cutie."
every part of your body calms, soothed in his warmth as his palm mindlessly pats your side. your mind ease back as the current of the sleep gently carries your consciousness away.
