22 for Vesper/Ia 🥺
22. falling asleep on the other’s shoulder
“I can't believe I'm the one whos saying this, but I think you've had one too many.” Vesper pokes at Ia’s cheek, the one that isn't resting on the table in front of them.
“Ves, I’m fine, just tired really.” Ia waves him off.
Vesper sighs. “I cant believe you're making me be… responsible,” he mutters the word like it's a curse. “C'mon, we're getting out of here.”
“But we just got here!” Ia sits back up, not helping their case by rubbing at their eyes.
“I'll let you come home with me.”
“...Fine…”
“That's what I thought,” Vesper smiles, triumphant. “There's already a carriage waiting for us out front.” He offers his hand out to Ia, and pulls them up from the booth and onto unsteady feet. “Yea, and when we get there you're going to bed.”
Ia grins down at him and waggles their brows.
“To sleep.”
“I know, what I’m really looking forward to are the fancy palace sheets.”
The trip through the bar and out to the carriage isn't one without hiccups, but soon enough the two of them are settled in for the ride up to the palace.
It’s barely five minutes before Vesper notices Ia falling asleep again, and slides over to the seat they're on. “Hey, just lay down.” He directs their head down onto his shoulder, and Ia hums softly as they snuggle up next to him. Vesper spends the rest of the trip hoping his shoulder isn't too bony to be a comfortable pillow.