Adam can't help it, he's on something of a high. There's a disgustingly smug look on his face as he closes the door behind him, and he calls out with a laugh-
"Good night," Alanna whispers and strokes his hair.
She's so intent on watching him fall asleep, that she doesn't notice when she starts to yawn herself. It's not long, however, until she falls asleep with a smile.
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It's said jokingly now, and she laughs quietly.
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"Love you, and," she winks, "I'm sure we will survive somehow."
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Not that it was nearly so fun.
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"If," she starts slowly and firmly, "you have any intention of surviving in quite that fashion, I will be rather upset with you."
She pokes him in the side.
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Adam squirms, moving a bit to the side before grabbing her hand, kissing it, and rolling on top of her.
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"I should hope not." She wriggles playfully. "Comfortable?"
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"More so than I've ever been."
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A moment later, she glances toward the kitchen and her (his) abandoned ice cream. She sighs.
Sometimes, sacrifices need to be made.
"Aye," she agrees, snuggling closer. "I feel the same."
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Another soft kiss on her forehead, and his breathing softens even more.
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She's so intent on watching him fall asleep, that she doesn't notice when she starts to yawn herself. It's not long, however, until she falls asleep with a smile.