They're laying on his bed--still clothed for once--and he's softly rubbing her hair and cheek as she lays with her eyes closed.
"That tickles," she says sleepily. he doesn't stop.
"I thought you were sleeping." You can hear the smile in his voice.
"I was until someone woke me up." She opens her eyes and tries to give him one of her glares, but
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