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She seemed to recede a little, standing up and shaking her head. “It’s alright, Z,” she said gently. “I can figure it out myself.”
He hesitated, studying her. “I need to make breakfast for everyone...”
She looked embarrassed now, looking away. “No,” she said primly. “Nevermind.”
He glanced down at her, dark circles under his eyes. “Because I let you sleep in my lap?”
She nodded, holding his hands in hers. Her expression was earnest and innocent, and she tilted her head curiously. “Yes. Cuddling. Poppy...
He gave her a tired little grin, rubbing her back gently as he looked around.
She leaned into his touch, her eyes watching him thoughtfully before she straightened up. ”Zerras,” she began tentatively, “what’s cuddling?”
She laughed a little, beaming at him in the early morning light, her body soft and warm next to his. “No,” she murmured, rubbing her fingers...
“Don’t apologize,” he said lightly. “We’re almost home.”
She squinted at him before scooting over and kissing his mouth gently.
He hesitated before giving her a small smile. “Not much.”
She blinked in surprise. “What? No, Z, it’s not your fault that I didn’t have one. You should sleep more.”
He looked down as she woke, his voice soft. “Hey,” he said gently.
“It definitely is,” she said, looking down at him. “I’ll go walk around the city. Try to trigger something.”
The next morning, Ben hasn’t moved.
“I didn’t have a vision,” she said, sounding panicked as she looked down at him. “I’m so sorry, Z. I didn’t have a vision.”
(Zoop?)
She woke slowly, her eyes fluttering open. She frowned, sitting up suddenly.
He stared into the fire, frowning as she drifted off.
“When it’s just you and me, and I’m half asleep,” she agreed, kissing his neck softly.
