[ In some ways, it’s like being back home. Knowing that one of his team was there to watch his back, to stand guard while he slept. They always curled up together, fuck what anyone else said. Even in armor, they wanted that closeness. Needed it. Something human in the aftermath.
Like now. Like this. He nods slowly, curling against Drake. ]
Okay.
[ He still feels scraped raw, scoured, but exhaustion does it’s work. He sleeps, in the end. Restlessly, uneasily, but he sleeps. ]
no subject
Like now. Like this. He nods slowly, curling against Drake. ]
Okay.
[ He still feels scraped raw, scoured, but exhaustion does it’s work. He sleeps, in the end. Restlessly, uneasily, but he sleeps. ]