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❝ It's Sam. Leave me a message. ❞

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[runsaway]

[ He runs his hands up and down her sides, not moving his face away from hers. ]

Be careful what you wish for.

[dust_of_life]

I don't like wishing for things. I see. I want. I take.

Which, in retrospect, probably explains the teenage kleptomania phase.

[She's not even kidding, Sammy.]

[runsaway]

[ It might also explain how they got together in the first place, but he's not complaining. ]

You know, that doesn't surprise me.

[dust_of_life]

Clearly, I'm gonna have to work harder to keep you guessing.

[She rubs her nose against his.]

Don't want you getting bored with me.

[runsaway]

Don't think that's going to be a problem.

[ Really, Fatima is fairly good at keeping Sam on his toes. ]

[dust_of_life]

Good answer.

[She sinks back down against the pillows with a pleased, sleepy smile.]

I don't think so either.

[runsaway]

[ Somewhat reluctantly, Sam moves to her side again on the bed that still feels much too small for the both of them. ]

Don't let me keep you up.

[dust_of_life]

Don't want to sleep. Don't want this day to end.

[Still, she rolls onto her side, leaning her back against him.]

[runsaway]

[ He wraps his arm around her, kissing the back of her head. He didn't really want to inconvenience her roommates, but leaving right now isn't something he'd like to do. ]

You're going to need to sleep.

[dust_of_life]

Of course. I'm only human.

[She sets her palm over the back of his hand, her thumb lightly playing against his fingertips.]

Sleeping isn't the problem. It's the waking up that's a bitch.

[runsaway]

[ He kisses her again before settling his nose in her hair. ]

Not if you have a reason to.

[dust_of_life]

Okay.

[She shifts her weight, snuggling back against him a little more.]

Give me a reason.

[runsaway]

Hmmm...

[ There are a few piles of promises he could offer, but knows better than that. ]

Raincheck for tomorrow night?

[dust_of_life]

[Oh, it's a good thing she's facing away from him. Because the grin that splits her face is embarrassingly big.]

That'll do.

[runsaway]

[ He doesn't need to see it, he can hear it in her voice and it's just what he wants to hear. ]

Good.

[dust_of_life]

[She's quiet a moment, just enjoying the heat and the weight of his body beside her. It's almost peaceful enough to fall asleep.

Until...]

Sam...

[runsaway]

[ He doesn't fall asleep that quickly, not even close, but it's still a calm moment he can enjoy. ]

Yeah?

[dust_of_life]

[She bites down on her lower lip for a second, torn between several emotions, before she says:]

This isn't my bed.

[runsaway]

...

[ WELP. It may be now, Fatima. ]

...You just noticed that?

[dust_of_life]

[She looks back over her shoulder at him, raising an eyebrow.]

I was a little distracted.

[runsaway]

[ Huff. Okay, fair, but...well. ]

...It might be now.

[dust_of_life]

[Fatima laughs. Gently at first, but gradually louder and bigger. With absolute and total delight.]

I hadn't thought of it that way.

[runsaway]

Well, I can't imagine anyone else would be excited to be here.

[dust_of_life]

Point.

[She leans over her shoulder, kissing him again. Gently this time. Tender.]

Meanwhile, I never want to leave.

[runsaway]

[ He's more than happy to kiss her back. ]

M'not asking you to.