continued from x @silverhanyou
half expecting inuyasha to take him up on his offer, miroku stretched his arms above his head. making himself comfortable, under the impression it was going to be a long few hours before he was able to rest. however, much to his surprise, inuyahsa stays seated where he is. leaving miroku, for once, at a loss for words.
he finally finds his voice, right as a long strand of inuyasha’s silver hair brushes against the top of his forehead. when he reaches up to gently move it away, he’s surprised at how soft and silky it feels between the tips of his fingers as he lets it go and drops his hands back into his lap, trying not to remember the smooth feeling on calloused fingers. “inuyasha, that’s not true and you and i both know it.” he replies dryly, a small smile finally finding his lips. “because of the amount of energy you exert, in some ways, you may even require more rest.” there’s a tease in his tone as his eyes glance back at him. satisfied with his reply, he picks up a long stick and stokes the fire.
he lets the quiet linger before a thought crosses his mind again. without lifting his gaze as he stokes the embers, miroku lets out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. “you know lying is not my forte, which is why i will tell you, inuyasha, that sleep does not come to me as easily as it once did.” he sets the stick down at his side and raises his right palm. his eyes are on it, hard and cold. “the void.. is growing.”