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[broyonce]

You'll have a little respite.

[ he does shift, finally, to drag him up toward the pillow, arm settling loosely over his side afterward. it's not a return cuddle, but it's tactile and it's gentle rather than his previous sharp, calculated motions. ]

Get some rest.

[nada]

[Nadir is just dead weight now. 165 pounds of fox meat that Dirk drags up the bed. He doesn't even deign to open his eyes. But once at a pillow he moves his head on it and burrows both into it and Dirk's chest, seeking out the comfort of body warmth after such a hard session. He adds in an extra, grateful nuzzle when he feels an arm over him--yes, it's not holding him, but the weight is appreciated.]

I might sleep 12 hours...

[broyonce]

[ dirk is used to hauling around dead weight by now, so he doesn't mind it. he sighs and closes his eyes, dropping his head down to the pillow, and shrugs so that nadir can feel it. ]

So sleep 12 hours.

[nada]

[He theatrically gasps, lifting his head briefly to look at him.]

Sleep over?

[broyonce]

If you're going to be weird about it, you can go home.

[nada]

So does that mean no pillow fights?

[broyonce]

I'm gonna make you sleep on the floor.

[nada]

[His ears and voice lower.]

No talking about cute boys?

[broyonce]

[ slowly puts a pillow over his face. ]

[nada]

Dude, don't kill yourself.

[broyonce]

It's too late. I'm dead.

[nada]

Oh.

[Beat, then chipper:]

Sweet, free puppets and sex machines for me.

[broyonce]

I'll haunt the shit out of you.

[nada]

[He flops his head back down, nuzzling back in to sleep.]

Double sweet: ghost friend.

[broyonce]

You're too easy-going.

[ he sighs though, settling in properly again. ]

[nada]

[He gets more quiet, but there's still a smirk in his voice.]

It's my curse, yeah.

[broyonce]

Mm. Go to sleep.

[nada]

Fiiiine.

[The word ends in a genuine yawn, and he sinks more into the pillow, somehow managing to stay quiet and beginning to doze quickly, breathing lightly from his mouth onto Dirk's chest.]