I grip his hand as much as I will allow myself, feeling a strong burst of longing at his words.
Guiding me to my room - not my home, just my little room at at the base - when he still had so much work to do. When I'd been up and awake for going on four days.
Holding me up with one strong arm around my hips as he helped my bleary fingers unbutton my shirt. Undressing me completely, because I'd been wearing the same clothes for a week.
Moving me to the bed, making me lie down despite my protests. I nearly put a pen through my thigh earlier out of exhaustion induced insanity.
Knowing what insomnia feels like, even though I didn't suffer from it.
Asleep before he even gets the blankets around me. Waking up a day and a half later, all tucked in and warm. My laundry folded nearly on my desk for me, freshly washed.
I don't even remember what it feels like to sleep. What dreams are like.
"Our bodies are in stasis, they remain unchanged from the night we were sent to the Subdimension."
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Date: 2012-11-19 07:01 am (UTC)Guiding me to my room - not my home, just my little room at at the base - when he still had so much work to do. When I'd been up and awake for going on four days.
Holding me up with one strong arm around my hips as he helped my bleary fingers unbutton my shirt. Undressing me completely, because I'd been wearing the same clothes for a week.
Moving me to the bed, making me lie down despite my protests. I nearly put a pen through my thigh earlier out of exhaustion induced insanity.
Knowing what insomnia feels like, even though I didn't suffer from it.
Asleep before he even gets the blankets around me. Waking up a day and a half later, all tucked in and warm. My laundry folded nearly on my desk for me, freshly washed.
I don't even remember what it feels like to sleep. What dreams are like.
"Our bodies are in stasis, they remain unchanged from the night we were sent to the Subdimension."