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He drifted off into a light snooze again, his head turned toward the couch.
Fleur had her back to him, but was curled up close, her back on his side.
He gave her a small smile, watching her go before lying back.
(Zoop!)
He sighed, relenting. "Fine."
She slowly drifted off to sleep.
He raised his eyebrows at her. "I don't believe that to be true."
She smiled softly. "Goodnight."
He raised his eyebrows at her. "Its hard."
She laughed, closing her eyes. "It's hard to say.
He frowned thoughtfully. "I ought to try and get up."
"Nah. I just take up space," she teased, looking over at him.
"I'm always tired when I wake up," he said. "Aren't you?"
She laughed slightly, getting up to move up onto the bed and slipping under the covers. "You'll probably regret it."
He settled down as well, yawning. "Jeez. I'm tired.."
She hesitated, sitting up. "If it's okay with you."
He sat up with a start, clearly surprised. "What..? Yes."
She sighed, closing her eyes. "I'm tired."
He looked down at her fondly, relaxing slowly before closing his eyes again.
"You don't need to assume I'm agreeing with you just because you say stuff. I'm not shallow."
