| @itsnotaonesie asked for Kissed! and got find-their-lips-in-the-dark kiss |
Fitz was having a very pleasant dream. Warm lips and a warm body to go with them. He slid his hands around whoever was kissing him. Apparently, in his dream, it was too dark to see... But it wasn’t stopping him from enjoying himself. After all, it was only a dream.
Except, as he began to wake, the dream wasn’t fading, he still felt lips and skin, a warm body and something like dread began to fill him up. Had he forgotten? Was this still a dream or was he not remembering very important things that he should be remembering? When you’ve had brain damage, these types of questions become more serious.
Still, he couldn’t just do nothing. What if he wasn’t forgetting anything?
Who the bloody hell was in his bed? ...And did he want them there?
But just in case his faculties were suspect, he pushed back lightly. “What’s this all about?” he said, grimacing a bit at the quaver in his voice that spoiled the casual tone he’d been attempting. Then he reached to switch on the light.