He's not really going to win any grappling contests here, but he can still pull on Aventurine's arm to get him to sit. ]
...I'm too tired to argue about this again with you. [ THEY CANNOT JUST STAY UP AGAIN ] Sleep. You can go to your room, but you're not going to bother me.
[ He'll go down easily, taking a seat beside Nehan as always. ]
That's what you think.
[ He says this with a little laugh, a teasing glint in his eyes. But there's a part of him that's clearly appreciative of the gesture. And because it's still alpha week, ]
[ He looks at him with an expression that seems to say: this is not a sexy thing, you stupid fruit. He remembers that Aventurine, exhausted as he was, slept soundly and dreamlessly for a while before.
No telling if they'll get the same results if they try again, but there's only one way to find out. Alpha week continues to be a curse, so he just pushes him over, palm pressed down on his unstabbed shoulder. ]
[ He lets out another laugh as he goes down, and he makes sure to pull Nehan down with him. ]
Fine, I'm staying.
[ Just for a little while. Until Nehan falls asleep, or maybe for a quick nap, or perhaps until the first nightmare, or maybe the second one if the first isn't too severe...
Whatever the case and whatever the excuses, Aventurine wraps an arm around Nehan to tug him closer so that they're lying on their sides, face to face. ]
[ This isn't exactly how he intended this to go, but is it ever? He blinks and accepts the arrangement with a half-hearted effort to pull the sheets up. ]
...You first.
[ Though he's already sinking his head against one of the pillows. Even if it ends up just being a nap—nighty night. ]
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Once Nehan is seated, Aventurine will pull the sheets back and fluff some pillows. ]
Yeah. I wouldn't want to wake you up with them.
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He's not really going to win any grappling contests here, but he can still pull on Aventurine's arm to get him to sit. ]
...I'm too tired to argue about this again with you. [ THEY CANNOT JUST STAY UP AGAIN ] Sleep. You can go to your room, but you're not going to bother me.
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That's what you think.
[ He says this with a little laugh, a teasing glint in his eyes. But there's a part of him that's clearly appreciative of the gesture. And because it's still alpha week, ]
Ask me to stay.
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No telling if they'll get the same results if they try again, but there's only one way to find out. Alpha week continues to be a curse, so he just pushes him over, palm pressed down on his unstabbed shoulder. ]
Ask...? No. You're staying.
[ okay crazies ]
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Fine, I'm staying.
[ Just for a little while. Until Nehan falls asleep, or maybe for a quick nap, or perhaps until the first nightmare, or maybe the second one if the first isn't too severe...
Whatever the case and whatever the excuses, Aventurine wraps an arm around Nehan to tug him closer so that they're lying on their sides, face to face. ]
Get some rest, Nehan.
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...You first.
[ Though he's already sinking his head against one of the pillows. Even if it ends up just being a nap—nighty night. ]