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Someone moved into your bed, cozying up to your side, moving the blankets off from over your head as they climbed in and started scooting up. There was warm air on the ear that wasn't in your pillow, a voice ready to speak.
"Good mornin'." It finally spoke, gruff, tired and it's owner ready to let go of the rest of what was left of the night.
You crack open your eye to look at the red glare of your alarm clock: 4:32 AM.
Fair enough.
"Hm," you hum at Crosshairs, letting him move you slowly so that his hologram could fit with you in your bed, it would be gone in the morning. A useless gesture but a welcome one anyways to tell you that he had returned alive. He pulled you close, the rough scratchy feel of the eternal five o'clock shadow on his face tickled your neck while he tried for the life of him to make himself comfortable in your bed, human beds just weren't exactly a familiar and soothing thing to him.
"Y'didn't try to wait up late for me did y'?" Granted for you, 2 am was not exactly late late. For you anyways, but sleep was always valued by both of you.
"Didn't even bother." You lied through a yawn, closing your eyes again, you could look at him tomorrow, "left the light on for you." As you had noticed, it was now completely dark in your room. The light coming from the hall had been shut off, at least he was thoughtful this time.
"I noticed, thanks f' that." Crosshairs grunts and tries again to get comfortable, planting a slightly itchy in the right way kiss on the back of your neck. You could laugh but you were just too tired to bother.
"I tried comin' back sooner. Feckin' traffic, nearly hit a deer. Th' bloody hell those things doin' up at this hour?" At last he finally heaves a sigh and settles.
"Plotting your demise." You scoff softly into the blankets being pulled over both of you. You reach a hand under to pull his arm over you so you could hold it. Crosshairs laughs and gives your hand a squeeze.
"Well they fuckin' suck at it." He muffles a yawn into your hair.
"I never said they were good at it."
"I don't remember."
"Don't worry about it."
"I won't. Now go the fuck back to sleep."