Hm, I don't think I ever have been called stubborn.
Yea? Well, 'probably nothing' isn't the name of our cat, so it warrants investigation.
Detective-san is on the case.
[ Oh, he heard that sound from wherever it was. Partly wondering if that was the noise Nao was talking about, or if that was her messing about in her room? ]
Huh? Yes, how else am I gonna see in the dark? It's not like I can see when they're closed y'know?
[ Never been called stubborn? She's about to put the question to him when she pauses instead, wondering if that's even possible. Wasn't every person told they were stubborn at least once when they were a child? "Stubborn," "hard-headed," "bull-headed," some variation, right? But she's distracted from the thought, a giggle escaping and chased by a fond smile that he'd remember her calling him "Detective-san" back then.
She's not just imagining it, is she? He's a little softer right now, not so much edge as when he trolls her during regular waking hours. It's... nice, cute. Is he always like this so soon after waking up? It might be worth it to do a little detective work of her own, find out. Maybe not wake him so early, though. He needs his sleep. He works smart, sure, but he also works hard, doesn't slack in his training. He's so disciplined and he's... he's always doing thoughtful little things, too.
She should do something soon, let him know how much she appreciates him and everything he does. Maybe a couple of somethings. Maybe... practice some discipline herself and not give into the itchy urge to see if she can catch a glimpse of his eyes in the dark when he's checking on a sound in the house in the middle of the night after she woke him up? ]
sorry i forgot about tat im sure i got sum little lanterns when i 1st got teh farm i mightve forgot 2 distribute tem round teh house tho
[ There had been a lot more to do around the farmhouse and the farm than there had for her cottage in Somnius. Securing the most basic purchases for the farm and house had been a priority alongside getting things planted where they needed to be and whatever needed built for planting. She hadn't planned on having a roommate at the farmhouse at the time and her sixth sense allowed her to map her environment, so -- well, she's moving about a little now. She probably isn't going to be able to sleep tonight, anyway. ]
leave tat part 2 me Detective-san! its teh least i can do since ur takin this case so late 4 me
[ Oh, you best believe that he's been called stubborn before, by a great many people, even called himself that when he's taken on a task way bigger than him, and he refuses to back down. Still, he's half asleep, partly thinking with his dreamy, sleepy brain.
He is still half asleep, mind you, maybe thats why she thinks he's so soft and nice? He's texting her back with his eyes open, blinking more so than usual as the dull glow of light from his phone makes his vision blur. Just a few more hours in bed isn't so much to ask for, is it? Then again, it's kinda nice, having this lazy, lighthearted chat with her while he's not yet properly awake. Like a sleepover when you stay up too late to actually go to bed. ]
Don't worry about it. There's a glowbug on my window. Hello there, sir! He's sure to light my way, right?
[ He doesn't realise he typed that to her instead of saying it out loud to the bug... ]
Yea? Well, okay then ꜰᴏxʏᴏᴜ ɪꜱ ᴛʏᴘɪɴɢ. . . Soz, closed my eyes for a second there. You wanna bring me a lantern now? So I don't stub my toe in the dark or something?
[ You're damn right he nodded back off when typing to her, dropping his phone on his face before replying as if nothing happened. ]
[ Nao stares at her phone for a minute. She doesn't have to ask him to know that he hasn't moved an inch out of bed because the cute little fox character that represents him on her top right-hand visual corner map hasn't moved, a simple 'coded' translation of her Sense of Soshiro's energy. "Wide awake," he'd said. She gives her head a shake and steals quietly out of her room, leaving the door cracked as she tends to in case Shiro is inside and cares to follow. ]
yea pretty sure i can manage tat
[ With that, she pockets her phone in one of the little side pockets of the knees' high t-shirt dress she'd sewn a while ago. It doesn't take her long to reach his room, quietly slide the door open, and step inside. She doesn't announce herself. She already did that when she allowed her footsteps to become audible outside his door so as not to surprise him should he be conscious. He's probably drifting in and out, typing the way he has been.
Is the glowbug still on his window? She can't help a small smile, giving it a little wave with her pointer before she places said pointer in front of her lips, a quiet little, "Shhh."
That's all the time she has for conversation with it, though. She tiptoes over to Soshiro's bed, her eyes already sufficiently adjusted to the dark. That along with her sense allows her a good sense of his position. On his back with his arms behind his head? Cute. Probably comfortable, too, a theory she's moving to test. Lying down beside Soshiro, she scootches to close that inch or two of distance between them so she fits right with him, against like some puzzle piece he's been missing, her far hand crossing her side to settle atop his chest as she snuggles up to him, into him properly, as surely as though she belonged there.
He's warm. Smells like him, too, of course. It's nice and she's got a thousand excuses at the ready should he question what she's doing and why she's there. It's not like they don't snuggle on the couch sometimes, so... it's fine, isn't it?
Maybe he'll fall back to sleep. She'll make him breakfast later. ]
[ Listen! He had had every intention of actually getting up and investigating the sound for her! He was the man of the house after all! He couldn't ignore a call for help from Nao! Not that she'd need any help in defending the house, mind you, but still! It was the printable! He'd chastise himself for this later, when he realised that he had fallen asleep on the job.
He knows someone is moving around, even if he's falling back to sleep, he's also not too fussed about it, either, meaning he can kinda tell it's either her or their cat. Still, when the footsteps reach his ears and her slight weight pushes the matress down, Soshiro lets out a soft groan in his light slumber. Feeling her curl up against him, his open robe being pinned down by her body, causing it to fall a little more open across his chest as he shifts his legs and lets one of his arms that was tucked behind his head, fall down and wrap around her. ]
Mmmm... I was just about to come save you, Nao-dear... From the boogieman or... Whatever that sound was...
[ Yawning as he whispered, tipping his head aside and letting it rest against the top of hers. Inhaling deeply and sighing a pleased little sound as he sank a little into her. ]
[ This is... different than snuggling on the couch, Nao's realizing. Not bad-different, but different, different in a way she hadn't considered when she set out from her room for his, that she probably should have considered. Had she, she might have thought to put on something other than a t-shirt dress designed more for spring and summer, which is to say that it's a comfortable fabric that could stand to be a little thicker. It's not like she didn't know he had a robe centered around sleeping activities either! He wore it in the morning sometimes, but she hadn't considered he might sleep with it open or... without pants even though he'd said he was going to put some on and investigate earlier, hadn't he?
He had and that is indeed his bare chest her hand has settled against, his open robe pinned beneath her. Hard as a rock and pleasantly warm, she can feel his heart beating steadily beneath her palm, feel the warmth and flow of that deep, deep violet, the man, the soul she's snuggled against. Her cheeks are tinged red, but not for fear. The clothing situation is... awkward, but there's no question in her mind that she's safe. The realization that she feels safe, though, that stirs something in her head and heart. Before this moment, it's only happened once in the last nine years.
Nao is quiet for a moment, then reaches with a hand to tug his arm a little more securely around her. His little sound and that closeness, that's not awkward in the slightest and her voice is softer when she speaks. ]
How 'bout I just hide in here with you for a little while?
[ He was used to seeing people he was close to in either very tight fitting and revealing clothing, take their battle suits for example, then there were the locker rooms and showers too, so the clothing issue wasn’t something he’d overthink like she was prone to doing so. Sure, it might be a kind of inappropriate? What with them being different sexes and all? But that’s a really old-fashioned way of looking at it. Besides! They’d fallen asleep snuggled up on the couch plenty of times before, the only difference was their sleeping clothes and the fact that this was on Soshiro’s futon!
As Nao snuggles in and pulls his arm further around her, he leans his head down and rests his mouth against the top of her head. He hums a pleased sound as he inhales deeply and slowly. ]
Mmm… You smell… Good…
[ He mutters out in his sleep-addled state, nuzzling a little in before exhaling and shifting in bed to further bring them closer together. His other hand untucks from behind his head and pulls the sheet up over them both. In doing so, he leans a little more on his side towards her, a knee bumping her and slipping between them as he properly cuddles he into his chest now. ]
S-sure… Hide with me here… I… yawn~ I’ll keep you safe Nao-dear…
[ It's the strangest thing. When Soshiro says those five words, it's like something skips inside her. Something tenses and when that tension is released, so much of the tension tightly held in her body is released with it that her next exhalation is slow and deep. She doesn't quite realize it, how suddenly she's relaxed lying with him in the wake of his simple words. There's the slightest adjustment to be made, the tiniest scooch into him as though there was any distance left to close. Then, she snuggles into him, his chest, into his cuddling warmly, perhaps even a little sleepily.
Her eyes aren't half-closed. Couldn't be given how strong her heartbeat is... or is that his? She listens, quiet for a moment, the slightest tinge about her cheeks as she recalls his words from a moment earlier. Which ones? All of them, actually, spoken in time with a certain strong, steady beating her ears have closed in on.
Vaguely, she wonders how much trouble she'd be in if she were to, say... silence his alarms? No, no, she shouldn't do that, but she kind of wants to. She likes it here, how she fits with him, how this feels, smells. She's not as vocal as he is about it, but the hoodie she made for him has the strangest tendency to disappear for a bit after he's worn it for a while and turn up in the oddest places. Like around her shoulders like a cape while she's coding or under her head while she's lying on the couch or... not in her room!
Normal places, actually. They're not unusual at all.
But here? She doesn't have to acquire any mysteriously vanishing articles of his clothing. She can simply breathe and.. maybe... ... ... (she fell asleep.) ]
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Yea? Well, 'probably nothing' isn't the name of our cat, so it warrants investigation.
Detective-san is on the case.
[ Oh, he heard that sound from wherever it was. Partly wondering if that was the noise Nao was talking about, or if that was her messing about in her room? ]
Huh? Yes, how else am I gonna see in the dark? It's not like I can see when they're closed y'know?
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She's not just imagining it, is she? He's a little softer right now, not so much edge as when he trolls her during regular waking hours. It's... nice, cute. Is he always like this so soon after waking up? It might be worth it to do a little detective work of her own, find out. Maybe not wake him so early, though. He needs his sleep. He works smart, sure, but he also works hard, doesn't slack in his training. He's so disciplined and he's... he's always doing thoughtful little things, too.
She should do something soon, let him know how much she appreciates him and everything he does. Maybe a couple of somethings. Maybe... practice some discipline herself and not give into the itchy urge to see if she can catch a glimpse of his eyes in the dark when he's checking on a sound in the house in the middle of the night after she woke him up? ]
sorry
i forgot about tat
im sure i got sum little lanterns when i 1st got teh farm
i mightve forgot 2 distribute tem round teh house tho
[ There had been a lot more to do around the farmhouse and the farm than there had for her cottage in Somnius. Securing the most basic purchases for the farm and house had been a priority alongside getting things planted where they needed to be and whatever needed built for planting. She hadn't planned on having a roommate at the farmhouse at the time and her sixth sense allowed her to map her environment, so -- well, she's moving about a little now. She probably isn't going to be able to sleep tonight, anyway. ]
leave tat part 2 me Detective-san!
its teh least i can do since ur takin this case so late 4 me
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He is still half asleep, mind you, maybe thats why she thinks he's so soft and nice? He's texting her back with his eyes open, blinking more so than usual as the dull glow of light from his phone makes his vision blur. Just a few more hours in bed isn't so much to ask for, is it? Then again, it's kinda nice, having this lazy, lighthearted chat with her while he's not yet properly awake. Like a sleepover when you stay up too late to actually go to bed. ]
Don't worry about it.
There's a glowbug on my window. Hello there, sir! He's sure to light my way, right?
[ He doesn't realise he typed that to her instead of saying it out loud to the bug... ]
Yea? Well, okay then
ꜰᴏxʏᴏᴜ ɪꜱ ᴛʏᴘɪɴɢ. . .
Soz, closed my eyes for a second there.
You wanna bring me a lantern now?
So I don't stub my toe in the dark or something?
[ You're damn right he nodded back off when typing to her, dropping his phone on his face before replying as if nothing happened. ]
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yea
pretty sure i can manage tat
[ With that, she pockets her phone in one of the little side pockets of the knees' high t-shirt dress she'd sewn a while ago. It doesn't take her long to reach his room, quietly slide the door open, and step inside. She doesn't announce herself. She already did that when she allowed her footsteps to become audible outside his door so as not to surprise him should he be conscious. He's probably drifting in and out, typing the way he has been.
Is the glowbug still on his window? She can't help a small smile, giving it a little wave with her pointer before she places said pointer in front of her lips, a quiet little, "Shhh."
That's all the time she has for conversation with it, though. She tiptoes over to Soshiro's bed, her eyes already sufficiently adjusted to the dark. That along with her sense allows her a good sense of his position. On his back with his arms behind his head? Cute. Probably comfortable, too, a theory she's moving to test. Lying down beside Soshiro, she scootches to close that inch or two of distance between them so she fits right with him, against like some puzzle piece he's been missing, her far hand crossing her side to settle atop his chest as she snuggles up to him, into him properly, as surely as though she belonged there.
He's warm. Smells like him, too, of course. It's nice and she's got a thousand excuses at the ready should he question what she's doing and why she's there. It's not like they don't snuggle on the couch sometimes, so... it's fine, isn't it?
Maybe he'll fall back to sleep. She'll make him breakfast later. ]
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He knows someone is moving around, even if he's falling back to sleep, he's also not too fussed about it, either, meaning he can kinda tell it's either her or their cat. Still, when the footsteps reach his ears and her slight weight pushes the matress down, Soshiro lets out a soft groan in his light slumber. Feeling her curl up against him, his open robe being pinned down by her body, causing it to fall a little more open across his chest as he shifts his legs and lets one of his arms that was tucked behind his head, fall down and wrap around her. ]
Mmmm... I was just about to come save you, Nao-dear... From the boogieman or... Whatever that sound was...
[ Yawning as he whispered, tipping his head aside and letting it rest against the top of hers. Inhaling deeply and sighing a pleased little sound as he sank a little into her. ]
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He had and that is indeed his bare chest her hand has settled against, his open robe pinned beneath her. Hard as a rock and pleasantly warm, she can feel his heart beating steadily beneath her palm, feel the warmth and flow of that deep, deep violet, the man, the soul she's snuggled against. Her cheeks are tinged red, but not for fear. The clothing situation is... awkward, but there's no question in her mind that she's safe. The realization that she feels safe, though, that stirs something in her head and heart. Before this moment, it's only happened once in the last nine years.
Nao is quiet for a moment, then reaches with a hand to tug his arm a little more securely around her. His little sound and that closeness, that's not awkward in the slightest and her voice is softer when she speaks. ]
How 'bout I just hide in here with you for a little while?
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As Nao snuggles in and pulls his arm further around her, he leans his head down and rests his mouth against the top of her head. He hums a pleased sound as he inhales deeply and slowly. ]
Mmm… You smell… Good…
[ He mutters out in his sleep-addled state, nuzzling a little in before exhaling and shifting in bed to further bring them closer together. His other hand untucks from behind his head and pulls the sheet up over them both. In doing so, he leans a little more on his side towards her, a knee bumping her and slipping between them as he properly cuddles he into his chest now. ]
S-sure… Hide with me here… I… yawn~ I’ll keep you safe Nao-dear…
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Her eyes aren't half-closed. Couldn't be given how strong her heartbeat is... or is that his? She listens, quiet for a moment, the slightest tinge about her cheeks as she recalls his words from a moment earlier. Which ones? All of them, actually, spoken in time with a certain strong, steady beating her ears have closed in on.
Vaguely, she wonders how much trouble she'd be in if she were to, say... silence his alarms? No, no, she shouldn't do that, but she kind of wants to. She likes it here, how she fits with him, how this feels, smells. She's not as vocal as he is about it, but the hoodie she made for him has the strangest tendency to disappear for a bit after he's worn it for a while and turn up in the oddest places. Like around her shoulders like a cape while she's coding or under her head while she's lying on the couch or... not in her room!
Normal places, actually. They're not unusual at all.
But here? She doesn't have to acquire any mysteriously vanishing articles of his clothing. She can simply breathe and.. maybe... ... ... (she fell asleep.) ]