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She leaned over and kissed him gently. “Yeah, a little. It’s like...” She hesitated, considering him, her hands on his knees. “It’s like the...
She gave him a little smile. “Well, it’s a mistake when you’re not dating,” she replied quietly. “It’s often not a mistake when you are.”
She frowned at him, tilting her head. “Why are you sorry?”
“I was asleep,” she replied in embarrassment. “Plus, it’s different now that we’re dating. It means something.”
She looked up at him anxiously, folding her hands in her lap. “But it’s inappropriate,” she whispered. “It’s what people do when they’re... you...
“I touched your waist,” she said nervously.
She laughed a little, sounding panicky. “I can’t be trusted.”
She fell silent again before she seemed to realize her hand was on his waist. She straightened up suddenly, quickly pulling her hand away.
She gave him a small smile, burying her face in his neck. “It’s alright. It’s always good to wake up to you.”
She nodded again, leaning over and kissing his cheek. “Good. No visions.”
She straightened up a little while later, looking up at him. “How’d you sleep?”
She nodded, her eyes closing again as she slipped her arm around his back, her hand on his hip. “Okay...” she murmured sleepily, exhaling...
She woke blearily, sitting up as she looked down at the fire before looking up at him. She pulled the cloak tighter around herself, scooting over...
As the fire grew, he would see her scoot towards the heat, still mostly asleep.
She curled up when he left, burying her face in her arm with a small murmur. Her blonde hair was soft and golden in the early morning light,...
The next morning, June was still asleep, her hand against his chest, right over his scar.
“Night, Z,” she replied, her voice quiet and soft as she slowly drifted off.
She shook her head playfully. “Don’t worry,” she said gently with a sigh, snuggling up to him. “I’d never bind you to me like that.”
She scooted up to kiss the spot between his eyebrows. “Trust me. And if she recognizes you... I don’t know. We’ll run away together or...
“I don’t think she will,” June said confidently. “I think it’d be a pretty big jump for her to make.”
