thvnderfox:
she’s chuckling, more from the ridiculousness of his words than anything else. they’d long established, even before the start of their relationship, that hal is not a morning person, and his attempt to sleep in today only underlines that fact. despite the fact that kira’s been awake since the first signs of sunlight streaming in through the windows, just as she usually is, even she sees the appeal of staying in bed for the meanwhile.
but
” c’mon, babe. you know we have to get ready soon, or else pope’s gonna get testy again. besides, i doubt that the dragon will be any match for the two of us. if anything, it should be afraid of us. so c’mon … ”
and here she nuzzles her nose into the skin of his bare bicep, fingers tracing the outline of his arm with the lightest of touches. it’s an attempt to coax him into wakefulness.
He buries his face into the pillow even further and lets out displeased noises because today he really doesn't feel like moving or going out of bed. There are days when he just wants to lock himself inside the room and do nothing, pretend the aliens don't exist. It is only Kira that manages to get him out of tbed. And the responsibility he has towards people.
"Okay, you are right, the dragon doesn't stand a chance against us. I still don't see the reason why we have to lave the warmth of this amazing bed. And regarding Pope— I'm still his boss and I can tell him to fuck off."
Hal lifts his arm and wraps it around Kira's back, pulling her closer to him.












