Ruh Roh (One on One)

He was asleep, his blonde hair tousled lightly across his forehead.

 

His arms wrapped around her instinctively, his face buried in her shoulder.

 

(Zoop?)

 

Rowan murmured slightly, his face turned to the side of her neck.

 

His eyes fluttered open and he stiffened, unsure of the situation.

 

He sat up slowly, careful not to wake her, and slid her back on the couch to give her more room, his brows furrowed. Quietly, he stood up.

 

He pulled on his coat, running a hand through his hair before slipping his bag over his shoulder, heading for the door.

 

He glanced back at her, his expression soft.

"Hey, siren."

 

"Yeah," he said. "Just for a little while."

 

"Just to do some gathering," he said quietly, rubbing the mark behind his ear idly. "I haven't gone in a few days."