judgementor | [Jikan IC Inbox][un: redwine]

[Dohalim isn't the only one missing a proper bed, and Red Wine really should look into getting himself somewhere to live that isn't refugee accomodations. Sure, he's used to living in small spaces and moving around as and when he has to but he's definitely not used to doing what - at least to him - amounts to sleeping on the floor.

Something to look into.

He definitely looks more than pleased when he sees the bed.]

Gladly.

[He takes a step, then stops and begins to unbutton his shirt.]

I think you've seen enough of me enough times to not mind if I undress first?

By all means.

[he gestures for the man to do what he needs to get more comfortable; it would be hypocritical now if he reacted to Red Wine like a blushing bride about to consummate her marriage. he, himself, had long been used to sleeping with some sort of sleepwear that he doesn't undress himself, but he'll offer to hang whatever clothing Red Wine gives him, so it doesn't get wrinkled]

I would hate for you to lose anymore sleep because of me.

[He's quick enough to take his shirt, trousers, shoes and socks off but leaves his underclothes on, and once everything is neatly hung up he perches on the edge of the bed and shoots Dohalim an almost cheeky little smile.

When they had first met he had never imagined having this sort of relationship with the man. As a rule he tended to steer clear of emotional connections with humans. It's good, though, he thinks.]

Come on, then. In you get.

[the near domesticity of their connection right now is a small comfort, one that Dohalim didn't realise he'd appreciate as much as he does. mirroring Red Wine's smile, he nudges the man onto the bed more before climbing in]

I will, if you give me more room.

Had to be sure you weren't about to run off on me.

[Said teasingly, but he wouldn't have put it past him to disappear to the kitchen to tidy up or to find somewhere to sit down and read. Red Wine can be stubborn, but he's quite sure Dohalim has him equally matched in that regard.

He scoots himself back until there's room enough for Dohalim to join him, and is immediate in tucking the man in against his side once they're both lying down. His fingers dig gently into Dohalim's hair and he rubs light circles against his scalp.]

Just close your eyes and relax.

Well, the mess in the kitchen does need to be cleaned up, after all. But I suppose that being chased around the house while everyone else is sleeping wouldn't be advisable.

[with the blankets pulled over them, Dohalim curls onto his side as one arm snakes over to loosely wrap around the other man's waist. relax is easier said than done, but the hand in his hair is doing a heck of a job of helping. now, if he could just stop overthinking about sleeping, that would be ideal]

Mm, and I'd make sure to wake everyone so they could see how ridiculous you were being.

[Much more comfortable than a futon. Red Wine lets out a slow, comfortable breath and settles himself against the mattress and soft pillows. Dohalim would be able to hear his heart beating, slow and steady, and he stops moving his fingers in favour of just stroking the side of his thumb softly behind the man's ear.]

How's that..?

That would be inconsiderate...

[oh, that's a... really good spot. enough to make Dohalim's eyes droop just a little, as he presses his face against Red Wine's chest]

Mm, that is... Really nice...

[his fingers idly drags up and down Red Wine's spine, hand slowing with every moment passing]

[There's just a soft chuckle to that - it would be terribly inconsiderate, wouldn't it... But he'd do it, because Dohalim really did need to be aggressively called out on all of his crap before he managed to escalate it.]

Mm... good. [He replies quietly, continuing the light movement.

In the end it doesn't matter if Dohalim falls asleep or not, as long as he's able to at least relax. He can feel the slowing of the touch up and down his spine, though, and takes that as something positive.]

[wow, rude. he won't stand for this mutiny in his own home.

but, it's only a few short minutes after when Dohalim finally feels his eyelids flutter closed, too heavy to keep open, and his hand stills as he can feel himself drift off. at least, now, Red Wine can go back to sleep, finally]

[He stays awake a little while longer, just to make sure that Dohalim isn't faking it in order to make sure Red Wine himself goes to sleep first. When he's satisfied that the man is in fact asleep, and only then, he sighs out a soft exhale and closes his eyes.

And it doesn't take him long at all to fall asleep as well, still with one hand lightly buried in Dohalim's hair.]

[wow??? Dohalim has a bit more integrity than that??? if only because he doesn't want to incur his sleep deprived wrath.

for the most part, Dohalim does end up sleeping the night away; only a few times does he wake up with a jolt, only to be lulled back to sleep at the feeling of Red Wine's hand in his hair, and the warmth under the blankets. come morning, he's still out, pressed against Red Wine's chest and almost completely buried under the covers.

it's close to noon when he finally wakes up properly, slowly, as he tries to blink the sleep away]

[The brief moments when Dohalim does wake up are answered only with a sleepy murmur from Red Wine and a few idle strokes of his thumb behind the man's ear. He shifts around a little in the night of course, but as someone with a tendency towards enjoying cuddling in bed he doesn't move far.

He enjoys a good long lie in, so when Dohalim wakes up he'll find the other man still quite contentedly sleeping.

Red Wine looks peaceful when he's asleep, with the prideful and haughty lines smoothed into something softer.]

[Dohalim doesn't move much at first, only pulling away just so he can get a look at Red Wine better as he sleeps. it really is sweet that he stayed the entire night and morning; he really didn't have to. he has to smile softly to himself; he can practically hear Red Wine's voice in the back of his mind telling him that he's being foolish yet again.

reaching up, Dohalim gently brushes a lock of hair that had fallen into the other man's face, fingertips ghosting over perfect skin as he watches him with admiration]

[His expression pinches softly when he feels his hair being moved and he stirs with a soft sigh, a tiny frown and a mutter of 'five more minutes' exhaled on a breath of air.

A moment later, when he realises the covers are not being ripped off him by Steak and his brain catches up with him, he opens one eye just slightly and then blinks awake.]

Oh. [Hmm... that's nice.] There you are.

[there's a pause before he lets out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. absolutely adorable]

Here I am.

[cupping Red Wine's face with his hand, Dohalim rubs smalls circles against his cheekbone with his thumb]

If you want to catch those last five minutes of sleep, I won't mind.

No, no, I'm awake.

[And with his usual headache. There's a good reason he isn't a morning person. Or really much of a person at all for at least an hour after waking up. He tips his head against Dohalim's palm and hums softly.]

Did you sleep?

[Given that was what he was here for, and all...]

Surprisingly, I did. I'd only woken up once or twice throughout the night.

[which is saying a lot, considering that whatever little sleep he did get, he'd wake up more throughout the night. it was nice, getting a decent night's sleep, for once]

I hope I haven't ruined your sleep schedule by making you come over.

What's a sleep schedule?

[Really, he just sleeps when he wants to.

He is normally not nearly so talkative just after waking and it is a little bit of an effort. Red Wine yawns, covering his mouth with the back of his hand, then reaches out to toy with a curl of Dohalim's hair.]

No bad dreams?

Just one or two.

[there's no point on lying, really. Dohalim's pretty much committed to the fact that he'll never be without nightmares, but it was nice to not be completely terrified of them in the middle of the night]

If you're tired, you should go back to sleep.

[A soft huff of amusement leaves him and he shakes his head.]

I told you I don't wake up quickly.

[Understatement really. It's hard to do when you tend to wake up feeling hung over.]

I'm fine. You worry too much.

Perhaps I do.

[tilting his head up a little, Dohalim presses a soft kiss to Red Wine's lips]

But ever will I be the overthinker.

Hmm...

[He buries his fingers into the richly coloured curls of Dohalim's hair, holding him in that kiss and closing his eyes.

The man really does think too much.]

It's not an entirely objectionable quality.

Yes, but there is always a time and place.

[well, at least he's admitting to it than anything. look at him go, facing his vices. sighing, he shakes his head]

It can be a detriment, sometimes. An annoying one, at that.

There is that. [Another light huff of laughter leaves him as he combs his fingers slowly through the man's hair. It's nice to be given time to wake up instead of being expected to be immediately on his feet and ready for the day.]

We all have our irritating sides. Even me.

[Yes, shocking.]

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