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atomicals

[Hunk breathes in slow, his eyes widened slightly. It's not something he thought he'd hear from Keith, because Keith doesn't usually do things like this, right? But it softens his heart to bits.

It makes Hunk like to think that he and Keith are closer, that Keith feels more comfortable to coming to him if something happens. Even something like being unable to sleep. He smiles encouragingly.]

As long as my voice'll do it, you come over when you need to. I'm taking this as a invitation to crash in your room if I have a nightmare, though.

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lonered

[He does feel closer to Hunk, after their time here, after what they've dealt with. Maybe most so after moving in and living together, and after what happened after the fallout of the werewolf bite. He still feels bad about that, but managing to apologize and figure that out between them.

And now, Hunk says that and something in Keith's posture relaxes, shoulders slumping almost in relief.]

Well... yeah, I mean. Of course you can.

[Any time, Hunk. Even if he's not sure how much help he'd be. Keith half smiles.] Your voice will definitely do. It's pretty great.

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atomicals

Awww, Keith.

[Hunk blusters a bit to hide his surprise at the smile, at the words. What kind of compliment is that, how does he respond to that besides sputtering out an honest thanks?!]

Thanks. That's, ah, real nice of you to say.

[After a second, taking in his posture and the way that Keith had relaxed, he offers without thinking:] You wanna crash in here?

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lonered

Yeah, I mean.

[Shrug. Awkwardly. He's probably sounding really weird, right? This whole thing is weird and he's mentally berating himself for it when Hunk makes that offer.

Keith blinks and perks up, looking over at him through the darkness. Yes, yes he wants to. But.]

Won't I be in the way?

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atomicals

Nah. It'll be fun, I haven't had a sleepover in ages.

[Hunk grins and starts shifting, scooting over a bit to leave a stretch of bed open. That's for you, Keith. Settle on in.]

Just no kicking me allowed. And no knives in the bed.

[RULES SET.]

From:

lonered

I've never had one.

[What are friends anyway? Keith doesn't know. Like unless you count all his time at the group home as one big sleepover? ...but you shouldn't.

But oh hey. There's some space for him. He can fit there. And he starts to do just that but then freezes.]

...even if it's in a sheath?

[Because he definitely has his knife he always has his knife.]

From:

atomicals

[OH MY GOD HE ACTUALLY HAS HIS KNIFE. Hunk groans, tossing himself back dramatically in his pillows with a muttered of course.]

There's a pointy thing in that there sheath. Pointy is not super compatible with nice, soft beds.

[Raises an eyebrow.] Knife on the bedside table?

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lonered

[Hunk do you know him at all??Of course he actually has it. He always does. It never leaves his side. It has not since as long as he can remember. And there's a moment where he's not sure what to do about this. But.

Hunk offers a compromise. Okay. Bedside table is within reach, and that is probably good enough.]

All right.

[A moment's hesitation and he nods, slipping knife and sheath off his person and setting them on the table and then sort of finishing settling himself into the space that's been made for him.]

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atomicals

[There we go. Hunk nods approvingly, watching as Keith settles himself in and snuggling himself down a little under the covers. Not quite sleeping, but not far from it. He could easily doze off, though he wants to stay awake for Keith at least.]

So. Talking. What should we talk about, Keith?

[He's lazy so he's asking him for opinions.]

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lonered

[Keith looks at Hunk for a long, thoughtful moment. He's not sure how to start either. Talking isn't exactly his greatest skill set. But he's the one who asked for it to begin with, isn't he?]

It's strange right... to let something that's just a dream get to you. Isn't it?

[Well. He can start there. About how he feels like some kid. Except, after his father was gone, when he actually was a kid, there wasn't anywhere to go if he had a bad dream. And there had been so many in those first few years.]

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atomicals

How come? I think it's pretty normal.

[Hunk tilts his head on the pillows to look over at Keith with his hands folded in a relaxed posture in front of his stomach.]

Like, bad dreams and nightmares? Legit, they can be terrible. And then you feel off the next day if you didn't already wake up in the night from 'em.

From:

lonered

Really?

[This is news to Keith. But it's good to hear that Hunk doesn't think it's too strange anyway. So there's a moment of hesitation before he half smiles. Hunk is a nice guy, the nicest really.

Keith has settled in, facing Hunk, arms half wrapped around himself.]

But yeah. That's... true. It was a stupid dream anyway.

[That time alone in the woods was not good for him.]

From:

atomicals

Yeah? Then you'll just have to replace it with a good dream now.

Hopefully I won't snore. Pretty sure that'll just start a nightmare spiral for you.

[Hunk jokingly elbows him gently, knocking their arms together in a companionable way while he bites down on a yawn. Stay awake, Hunk! He's determined to see Keith drift off first anyhow.]

From:

lonered

[Okay that actually gets a little chuckle out of Keith, barely a sound at all really. But... he already feels better. And he shuts his eyes.]

Yeah well... I think it'll be okay.

[Somehow. Keith isn't usually one to seek out other people, but here he is and it's helped, so he's not going to question it much. Besides, it's pretty cozy like this.]

From:

atomicals

I'll nudge you awake if you don't look like you're having a good dream.

[Hunk says it gently, watching Keith's face and his closed eyes in the dim light. Looks like he'll probably be able to fall asleep even here, huh? That's excellent.]

From:

lonered

Mm... kay...

[That's the answer that Hunk gets. The entirety of it, sleepy and half gone as it is. Keith is talented at sleeping wherever he happens to be, honestly. And now that he's shaken some of the worst of his unsettled feeling, it's easy enough to drift off.

Once he drifts off will come the problem because there is a very obvious source of warmth in the bed. And while it's not exactly cold out, Keith still gravitates straight for it.]

From:

atomicals

[Hunk's pretty happy to see him drift off and, even sleepier after seeing Keith sleepy, Hunk yawns and settles down in bed, happily pulling the blankets up to his chin. His eyes close in contentment.

Yeah. He'll drift off pretty quickly, not one to stay awake.

Totally unaware, happy to be sleeping again.]

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lonered

[No more nightmares for the night, and Keith settles into sleep quite peacefully. Eventually he'll be all up in Hunk's space. He's not exactly used to sharing beds.

He's the loner. He's told himself that. People have told him that. It's the role he's been given and the one he plays well.

Most of the time.

Not tonight thought, not if the way he cozies his way in is any indication.]

From:

atomicals

[Hunk snores, indeed, though they're soft enough snores just from the deep sleep he gets into. He rolls instinctively, the better to lean into the warmth of another person, instinctively happy about it.

He likes cuddles and that's okay.

Even in sleep. Good ol' sleep.]

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lonered

[No promises Keith won't wake up and immediately attack. But you know, for now? Pretty great. Keith would definitely recommend it.

His, uh, his actual literal "lone wolf" time in the woods kind of sucked. It rattled him. More than he wants to admit.

He'll sleep longer than he expects to, hands curled into poor Hunk's shirt in a death grip. Good luck prying him off.]

From:

atomicals

[Hunk is totally bundling Keith up like he's a particularly oversized and red colour-themed pillow. He's a sleep-cuddler, you know that he is.

Zzzz.

He's not waking up first, deal with it!!]

From:

lonered

[Keith is too deep asleep to wake even when he's co-opted as Hunk's mulleted teddy bear.

But eventually, once the sun is up, he does start to wake up.

One violet cracks open and he finds himself staring at... Well. That's a chest, right? He peeks up. Hunk's chest. ...right. He woke poor Hunk up for company. And then invaded his bed.

And cozied up to him apparently. At some point. He should probably back up, right? But... it's pretty comfy.

Huh. HUH.]

From:

atomicals

[Zzzzz.

Hunk looks content, mouth hanging open in sleep as he snoozes away. Enjoy that cuddling, Keith, it will be fairly prolonged as long as Keith doesn't, like... elbow or squirm away. Don't wake the beast, as they say.

Not that Hunk is particularly intimidating. Not when he's probably drooling a little in his sleep.]

From:

lonered

[Hunk looks adorable honestly. Like for a guy who has every potential to be big and intimidating and all... Hunk is such a... well. He's too nice for his own good is what he is. A teddy bear of a person.

But.

Keith doesn't want Hunk to wake up and this to wind up awkward so even if he really is enjoying the cuddling (shut up) he's going to start the squirming away process. Because he doesn't want to make things weird for Hunk. ...or ruin any future where he might crash in his room.

Besides he's totally a ninja he's got this.]

From:

atomicals

[No ninja is powerful enough to defeat Hunk.

Rather, at the slightest bit of squirming he grumbles tiredly, reluctantly peeking open one of his eyes and then the other... staring tiredly at Keith... What's going on here. Why are you his pillow, Keith. He's pretty sure he grabbed an actual pillow.

Hrm. Well, whatever. Yawning, Hunk loosens his arms and lifts one up absently as his eyes close again. You are free, Keith.

RUN WILD. BE FREEE]