☼ ● -- jonathan/nancy/steve
☼ - Waking them up by crawling on top of them.
Nancy woke to feeling warm, with pressure over her chest. Fuzzy hair over her nose making it twitch, making her smile. Watery sunlight spilled over the bed sheets and Nancy turned a little. Saw that Steve was still dead asleep, lips parted and drooling gently onto the pillow. She giggled at that before kissing at Jon’s forehead. “Morning, pretty boy,” she sang out under her breath. “Do you want to help me wake him up?” She nodded to Steve before tipping her head, kissing Jon sweetly.
● - Kissing their fingertips.
The cuts stung still, even through Steve’s careful cleaning and Jon’s gently bandaging. She snuffled quietly, trying not to break into tears again. It wasn’t that bad really, she would be fine. Echoing her reassurances, Jon hummed out, “It’s not all that bad. You’ll be all right.” His fingers stroked along the cloth, already blooming red at the center. Behind her, Steve was petting her hair, nuzzling his nose into the tender spot behind her ear. Jon lifted her fingers to his lips, just barely lipping over the tips. “You’ll be all right.”
