[She hums contentedly as he strokes her hair, her lips twitching a sleepy smile at the press of his lips. She snuggles deeper into the pillows (so very soft compared to her own, which won't do any favors for her neck but right now feels amazing) and drifts deeper into sleep.
She wants to say Wake me up before you leave, knowing his tendency to vanish, but she's unconscious before the words reach her lips.]
[ When her breathing descends into slumber, Hei slumps, by slow degrees, at the foot of the bed, leaning forward on his knees and raking both hands through his damp hair. It's better this way, the dim lights and the twinkling view from the window, Korra's quiet inhales and exhales in the background. Let her sleep her hopeful sleep. He has enough on his mind in the meanwhile. Better for the insomniacs -- or maybe just the maniacs -- to leave those who can still rest to get on with it. ]
[ (He won't wake her up when he leaves, no. But there'll be a ballpoint message scribbled on her arm in the morning -- You kick a lot in your sleep -- and a covered tray of cold food on the dresser.) ]
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She wants to say Wake me up before you leave, knowing his tendency to vanish, but she's unconscious before the words reach her lips.]
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[ (He won't wake her up when he leaves, no. But there'll be a ballpoint message scribbled on her arm in the morning -- You kick a lot in your sleep -- and a covered tray of cold food on the dresser.) ]