❥
accidental affection
send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch
The FEA party had run later than usual, and by the time Anchor and Chum had left Bruce’s apartment, Dory lay drifting off on the couch, the TV images illuminating the freckles on the bridge of her nose. “Well, look who’s all tuckered out,” Bruce chuckled gently, realizing Dory was only half-awake to hear him. Taking a spare blanket from the supplies closet, the burly giant moved over to the couch, sitting down on the cushion beside her before tenderly covering his friend with the soft cloth. Maybe she had truly been asleep after all, for Dory shifted around momentarily before changing directions and slumping against one of Bruce’s broad shoulders. He paused, mildly surprised before he let out a quiet amused snort, leaned back his head, and placed his feet on the coffee table, letting the day’s work take him to sleep as well.