send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch - Bralyna >.>
He was more tired than he had been in days. Maybe even weeks. There was no real telling how long it was since the last time he felt the bone-deep exhaustion that dragged him down below deck.
As soon as Perry had taken over, he was happy. The winds were harsh and the rain was harsher. He felt like knives had been sliced across his cheeks repeatedly, and his lighter armor was soaked through, getting to the green skin beneath and causing even more discomfort.
Mugara let out a long breath when he finally made it away from the storm, superficially. Off went the armor, the pieces he didn’t need, his boots especially, and he dragged his feet from the base to the closest surface to sit.
The floor would have been fine. After seeing Bralyna curled up on the couch, he considered the floor again, with a defeated sigh. He was a gentleman, giving her that space should have been the end of it.
… But he was so tired.
In a moment, he decided, flinging off the last of his armor for a wet set of linens and grabbing the last of the warm, dry towels, that he’d join her. She had enough space on that couch. He may fall off the edge, he realized, but he wasn’t going to let that stop him.
Careful, slow, cautious, he snuck in, and snuggled close, breathing in her warmth and relaxing. But as he drifted into sleep, his arm lay across her waist. His nose lightly buried into her hair at the back of her neck.
The former General may have woken up on the floor, on his back, but he grinned in spite of himself. Now, at least, he was warm!
( Probably about a year ago if it’s on the ship.)
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