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♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
"One more?" Agreeing by lifting up his shot glass, a decent amount of alcohol began to fill the glass up properly. Their tiny cups clinked together as celebration only to bring it up to their parted lips in order to drink it contently. The burning sensation in their throat was never mistaken and it's something they've grown fond of. That and the company they give to one another during their free time when they don't exactly want to be surrounded by a group of other friends.
And it isn't exactly about drinking until the memories about the days, weeks or months were forgotten. It's how they drink to enjoy themselves and laugh sincerely, bringing another personality out of the young girl that she barely shows with most people. Honestly, it means a lot despite him barely speaking a word about it.
The shot glasses were placed on the coffee table along with the heavy but expensive bottle of alcohol that they managed to finish within the hours with no difficulty. His vision was clouded,a fog that blurs through and he placed his head on her thigh. Back placed on the couch with his feet barely dangling on the arm rest, Jinyoung sighs contently when the silence came between them. It's usually what she gives to him and he takes it sincerely appreciating every second of it. Because all he kept feeling was a loud noise ringing into his mind and these thoughts along with voices screaming into his ears.
She felt the exact same way too.
Normally she'd flinch at the contact, feeling the urge to push herself away just a mere couple of inches away from another's body or their fingers when they try to touch her. Then he gives the brunette a reason to relax around him, to stop being so tense because he wouldn't do anything to her. And somehow, Naeun trusts those words.
"Tired?" It's a soft whisper that flows right out of her lips, fingers pressed against the hairline as they card carefully through his soft locks to push the strands off of his face. His eyes managed to fall to a close, hands were resting around his torso and his breathing emits out once in a while. Sighing contently at the simple touches that soothed his nerve and soon enough he was drifting into a slumber on accident. Which in her eyes, she managed to capture.
Naeun isn't sure if she can fall asleep by then, knowing her neck would ache the morning after and it seems impossible to actually rest lately. Nonetheless, she felt obligated to take care of him for the night. She did ask for his company when he was free. She informs the older male to rest well, fingers reaching for the thin sheet hanging over the other armrest to drape it over his figure for warmth despite the heater being on. Despite the playfulness in their developed friendship thus far, he never fails to bring a genuine smile on her lips when he wants to see it.
