the prime asset took a quick glance around the room โ climbing onto the bed shortly after, curling into a ball
the bed was soft and comfortable. .completely unlike the one he usually slept on, but he knew better than to get used
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irene was a peculiar woman, especially in comparison to her fellow staff members. despite the environment her urge to care for others would always prevail over her need to conform, refusing to allow the cruelty of the facility to seep in.
" just in here. "
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following close behind with his belongings in tow โ staying close by the other while they manoeuvred through the building
this was certainly a new treatment. .
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mm, she's hopeful.
a gentle gesture for the fellow blonde to follow, gaze shifting to assess their surroundings. not a single employee in sight luckily.
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she may be able to find him a warm spot in the medical wing to curl up. somewhere much better than where they usually stow away the assets.
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โ ainโt gonna be like this all day. . โ
a mutter โ he was never really one for physical contact let alone signs of โaffectionโ. . but he was too tired to give a fuck about the touch, but he definitely would not call what he
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( an head tilt, she appears baffled by the sudden display of โaffectionโ, nonetheless, she indulges. arms enclose on the frame, allowing him to lean his weight onto her, digits hovering over blonde hair gently. she spares a glance to the shotgunโโensuring the most &.
โ not enough. . โ
a tired mumble, attempting to soothe himself back to sleep but failing miserably โ even so he was still half asleep and didnโt have any intention of moving from her lap yet
โ mhn. . โ
( within those few hours she had gotten lost in train of thought that she hadnโt noticed that the other was awakening until she heard his low mumbling. โmommy โฆโ a shiver ran down her spine, uncomfortable at the title but wonโt remark against the asset. a gentle smile
feet drag against the floor slightly as he approached โ stopping right in front of her, head rested against her chest with a sigh, one hand tightly holding his lupara
a nod given in response to her offer, though not moving from her arms
mhmh. ( she appears gainly entertained with that current display of his, feigning heedfullness for an instance.) oh, you poor sweetheart. come on here. ( sympathetically, her arms open up as to signal him to approach closer. ) y'know, you could always swing by the nurses' office&
โ not many comfy places to rest. .and itโs too loud โ
tone changes ๐ด๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ญ๐บ than how it usually is during trials โ a more, fake innocent tone slipping through
aw, now. were the trials rough on you today? ( her tone's a bit sanctimonious, even so, she's quick to cover it up with a saccharine hum. ) y'should rest.
it didnโt take long for sleep to finally completely take over โ head resting gently against her chest . . . just because he wasnโt being fussy now doesnโt mean he wouldnโt be later
the silence lasted for an hour or two at most before
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( akin to taming a predatory cub, a sigh followed, relieved he wasnโt acting too fussy. continuing with rocking motion. hand moving from caressing his head to his back, somewhat cradling him now. maybe this could be considered a reward for him for how well he performed