[Off-Comm Threads]

[averagemedium]

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[necrowmantic]

Get as weepy as you want. Figure you're kinda entitled to that by now.

[It tries to be light, but doesn't entirely manage, licks turning into smaller kisses, slow and as gentle as he can make them.

He can't even tell him not to worry, that there was no point to it. Why be bothered by things you can't change? He still didn't understand. Especially why it was affecting him too.]

--and I know it doesn't count for much, but you're helping me a lot. That was the first time I'd really lost it with you around, and you got me to pull out of it.

[averagemedium]

Barely. If I'd slipped, or if I'd waited longer to make you stop--

[And he almost had waited. He gives his head a small shake, just barely, not wanting to discourage the attention.]

It's not going to be okay, is it.

[necrowmantic]

Maybe not.

[He couldn't disagree, didn't want to think about how close it really had gotten. Finding his lips, he pressed a longer kiss to them, putting as much reassurance as he could manage into it, for all that he didn't feel much of it himself.]

You can get used to a lot, if you need to. It only seems bad because we're not used to it yet. We'll get there.

[averagemedium]

[The kiss is more than welcome, and he's reluctant to let it go-- it's comforting, it means not having to talk about this, not needing to think about it. He rests his forehead against Henry's, staying close.]

And if we can't get used to it? It's... a lot more of an adjustment.

[necrowmantic]

We'll sort of have to.

[He didn't much want to think about it either, shaking his head a little against his forehead.]

Better to not worry about it.

[averagemedium]

What'd I tell you about asking me not to worry.

[There's no real amusement in that tiny smile.]

...I just want to forget about it, okay?

[necrowmantic]

...try to sleep. It's not forgetting, but it's not thinking about it either.

[Is about as much of a solution as he can offer, kissing him again.]

[averagemedium]

I'll try to sleep if you try not to wander off tonight.

[He doesn't bother to undress before pulling the blankets up, wrapping them around. That means moving... and could mean embarrassment if he ends up sleepwalking unclothed.]

Promise you'll be here in the morning?

[necrowmantic]

Promise.

[Not that he had any business promising that, not that either of them did, really. But he didn't want to point that out, bring up the fact that the amount of control they had over anything was... limited. Unreliable.

They both already knew it anyway.]

...Same with you. No sleeping alone.

[averagemedium]

Deal, then. ...I'll be impressed if either of us manages to even make it out of the bed, honestly.

[This time there's a hint of a laugh in his tone, and he shifts closer, trying to get himself tangled up even more in blankets, sheets, and limbs.

It's not going to keep him in the bed when he does end up sleepwalking later, but he can try.]

I'm not leaving if I can help it.

[necrowmantic]

And with both of us trying, there's no chance of it, right?

[At least they can both feel guilty about it later, waking up in entirely different places. For now, he's going to be as tangled and close as possible, half-knowing it's not going to work, but wanting to stave off the eventual separation as long as possible.]

[averagemedium]

I'd like to see us try.

[It's murmured against him as Ryan curls close with a heavy sigh, shifting one more time before he finally settles in.]

...see you in the morning, then?

[necrowmantic]

...see you.

[And the contact was, ultimately, a little soothing. Even if it would take him longer than usual to fall asleep, he'd get there eventually.]