Fallen Angels and Broken Wishes (One on One)

"Night." She closed her eyes as well and felt herself drift away slowly.

(Skip again?)

(Sure, to where?)

(When they are ready to make breakfast?)

(Ahhhh yess, who shall start this time?)

(Youuuu…?

tries)

(If you'd like me to I will XD)

(Pleaseeeeeee)

(Yeah XD no prob)

Red shifted a little in her sleep, the sun much brighter now. Her eyes fluttered open a little. It was much warmer that she thought it would be. Where's Micheal? She took a moment to look around before noticing he was right there. He still held tight to him and her to him.

Micheal’s head was buried close to her neck and he slept peacefully. He gave tiny snores as he slept.

She chuckled a little at his snores. "How adorable," she whispered. She didn't want to wake him seeing as he slept soundly. She doubted he did that normally.

Micheal curled his hands up into fists on her shirt and he gave another tiny snore. He shifted closer.

His grip surprised her a little, but she laid there still. She gently began to run her hands through his hair.

Micheal’s head lolled back with her fingers and he gave a low noise of pleasure as she itched his scalp. His hair was soft and fuzzy, for looking so dirty anf greasy.

She chuckled a little. How does he manage to be so adorable? She continued hearing his content with it.

Micheal made more faint noises of happiness as she pet him. He felt himself slipping out of his conscience, but it was so nice he stayed relxed.

Her grin widened. "You are just one of a kind," she whispered.

Micheal half-opened his eyes and he grinned just a smidge. He liked being called that.

She gasped a little. "Was that a smile?"

Micheal’s eyes flew open and he blinked at her. The grin poofed away.
“What?”

She sighed. "So close. Nevermind. But good morning." She laughed a little before adding, "again."

Micheal wiggled away from her. “I’m sorry.”

"It's okay!" She rolled over a bit. "How'd you sleep?"

Micheal blinked slowly. “I slept okay.”

"Good. I'm glad." She laid back a little.

Micheal wanted to wiggle close again but he restrained himself. “Did you sleep?”

"Yeah. It was nice." She was glad they had gone back to sleep. She felt more refreshed.

Micheal nodded. “It was. I'm glad we slept,” He said, reflecting her thoughts.

She chuckled a little. "Yeah, me too. What now?"

Micheal looked up at the ceiling and shrugged. “What do you wanna do?”