Fallen Angels and Broken Wishes (One on One)

"I-" She didn't want to lie, especially not after all that, but she forced herself to. "It's not important."

Micheal blinked at her. “But no where in the world does that. Especially just… falling from there, too…”

(Odd, it sent the same one twice. Or at least, it shows that on mine… Weird.)

"Well, I mean-" she hesitated for a second "-Its really not like anywhere else? It's hard to explain. And is irrelevant." She disagreed with herself. It seemed very relevant, and yet she found herself lying about that.

(It didn’t pop up on mine.)

Micheal blinked. “I… I don’t think it is irrelevant.”

(Sjxosllsjckslapadky thingy is so messed up, it fixed it just now)

She looked over to him. "I mean, it's not irrelevant. It's just really hard to explain and it'll sound strange and you won't believe me and-'" she took a breath "-I don't know."

Micheal blinked and curled up into the sheets, looking at her owlishly over the edge.
“If you're so sure.”

"I don't know…" She thought for a moment. Maybe I could tell him…

Micheal stared at her for a few moments before setting his head down. He wanted to curl up into her and sleep more. But curling up wasn’t an option.

She turned to look to him. "You okay?" He seemed…even more tired than before.

Micheal gave a faint noise in response and shut his eyes slowly. He yawned.

"You can go back to sleep if you'd like. I won't stop you."

Micheal opened his eyes slowly. “Do you want me to go back to sleep?”

"I mean, whatever you'd like. I don't mind you being awake or asleep."

Micheal blinked at her from over the edge of the sheet. “Are you sure?”

"Mhmm yep. It's fine." She smiled gently.

Micheal blinked cutely. “A-are you sure?”

Her smile widened at his adorableness. "Yes."

Micheal smiled a little. “May I snuggle?”

"You may." She chuckled. Gosh, he's so adorable sometimes.

Micheal blushed faintly as he snuggled closer, into her chest and into her arms.

She wrapped her arms around him and brought him closer. He was nice and warm. Almost like a star. Just a heartbroken one.

Micheal wiggled closer and shut his eyes, his face near her warm neck. She was smooth and warm compared to him. He wondered how he found a wonderful woman like her.

She could feel his breathing on her neck. It was an odd sensation, a previous stanger to be so close. And for her to want it.

Michael shifted slightly in the bed and yawned a little. “Will you go back to sleep, too?”

Red thought for a moment. "I don't know. Do you want me to?"

Micheal looked up at her. “I’d like that. Then we’d be all warm and sleepy.”

She laughed. "Okay. Then, I will." She snuggled a little tighter to get comfortable.

Micheal smiled a little and snuggled closer, so he was pressed into her arms.
“Thank you.”

"Mhmm." It seemed his sleepiness was spreading to her. Her eyes began to droop a little, her muscles loosening.

Micheal gave a soft happy sigh and shut his eyes slowly again. “Mmm… night.”