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[soldier_singled]

Every night, it happens the same way. He snaps awake, dripping in cold sweat despite the heat, and he can't exactly remember what he was dreaming, but he knows it's got to do with Maggie, or his Ma, or the little ones. He just knows it

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[thewordofweb]

By the time the bed sighs with the weight of another person, I'm still awake, though I face the wall and don't say a word when I'm joined. It's been the same time every night, each night. Ever since Tuesday, I wake up in the middle of the night to find I'm not alone and then waking up fully in the morning to find that I am. First, I'd thought I was dreaming until it happened again and proved that I wasn't entirely out of my mind

[soldier_singled]

Joe's started to drift into a flitful sleep by the time he feels Web roll closer. Last night, he dreamed the Web's hand was on him, but, by the time he woke up, he was on the other side of the bed. Joe don't know what the means.

He makes a soft sound, a sound of recognition and presses his face deeper into the pillow.

Every night, he's praying Web doesn't ask him why he's there, and why he keeps coming back.

[thewordofweb]

That little sound is almost enough to drive me forward on hope alone. That he's lying there and doesn't seem to mind that I curl up with him until we're nearly spooning is something, at least.

It takes me another half hour, at least, before I work up the nerves to rest my hand on his hip, fingers warm and touching skin because Joe came to bed in nothing but his pajama pants. I slide that palm around and rest it there lightly, terrified and almost feeling like I ought to be shaking. How can I be so nervous when we spent so many days so close to each other that we were nearly fused?

And yet, the slightest tremble still lies in my fingers as I let it rest on his hipbone, more nervous than ever.

[soldier_singled]

Dozing in and out, Joe's aware of Web's hand on him again. He's got one knee drawn up, one arm pillowed under his head and Web's hand is on his hip. At first, Joe figures that Web wants him to move, but if he wants that, he'll say something. He thinks about pulling away, but he doesn't. He keeps his eyes closed and pretends to sleep.