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She squinted, holding the breakfast in her hands. She nudged his temple with her forehead gently. "Abel...?"
He tilted his head, blinking as he refocused. "Yeah?"
She came back about 15 minutes later, holding a plate with a breakfast sandwich on it on a bagel, with some hash browns. She sat next to him on...
He shifted as he woke up slightly, squinting at the ceiling before looking over. His face softened before it shifted and hardened, his face...
She went into the kitchen, working quietly, turning on the oven and humming to herself.
The next morning, Ferris was still asleep, his arm under Fleur's head.
She brightened, standing up and ruffling his head. "Great."
He followed soon after.
She grinned at him, folding her arms and resting her head on his lap. "Trust me. I'll make breakfast while you nap."
He turned his back to her, settling in and closing his eyes.
She squinted, squatting down in front of him and placing her hands on his knees. "If you sleep longer, it'll be easier to get up."
"I'll report my findings tomorrow," he said with a small laugh. "Good night, Fleur."
She laughed, looking down at him. "Try? You can just get up."
"Oh, I see. You're a starfish."
"No," she replied honestly, moving her legs and standing up, stretching slightly. "But that's okay. You can sleep more, if you'd like. I'll make...
He laughed out loud, following her. "Do you kick?"
She laughed slightly, looking up at him. "You just woke up."
His eyes were closed, but he opened one to squint at her. "I asked you to."
She relaxed, settling back against him. "Oh. Okay," she said, shaking her head. "Sorry."
"You could sleep here," he suggested. "If you want. I'm not used to it being this quiet anyway."
