#39 from the sleepy prompts!
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39: “Stop moving I’m trying to sleep”
At first, Lurerie brushes off the motion at her side as Trahearne trying to get comfortable. It’s normal for him to roll around before falling asleep, but this is… not normal. Her tail flicks beneath their shared blanket. Quietly, she growls.
“Trahearne, dear,” she mumbles into the pillow. “What are you doing?”
“Ah! Sorry, dearheart. I was just—well, I had some ideas for the future and how I can apply some of my studies, and I had to write them down before I forgot. Did I wake you?”
“I haven’t had the chance to fall asleep yet, so no.” She grunts, rolls over onto her other side. She can see him writing, now. Can hear the scritch scritch scritch of pen-on-paper. One of her ears flicks in annoyance. “You can write at the desk, you know.”
“Yes, but I rather enjoy being close to you.”
“I enjoy being close to you, too. But I also enjoy sleeping.” She softpaws his side. He twitches, but is otherwise undeterred from his work.
“Just a few more minutes?”
“If you stop moving for those ‘few more minutes.’ I’m trying to sleep.”
He’s silent for a moment, then sighs and rolls out of bed. He gathers up his papers and sets them on the desk. Trahearne glances over his shoulder at Lurerie, smiles in playful defeat, then slips back into bed. “Alright, you win.”
Her chest rumbles with a purr. She pulls him in and snuggles close. “Good.”
His markings pulse a soft, entrancing violet. It’s a silent lullaby for her, one that she knows so well from months of sharing a bed with this ridiculous man. This ridiculous, wonderful twig. She mrrps quietly, gives his leaves an affectionate lick, and lets herself be lulled to sleep by his soft breaths and comforting glow.