[ He doesn't think he's ever going to be able to get used to how easily she reaches out for him, not just with an outstretched hand, but with a word or a glance, making him feel wanted, included in ways he didn't expect to find in a place like this. He lets her pull him down the hall, enjoying the tiny almost boyish thrill of being lead to her private sanctuary.
He smiles at the sight of the bed, though it's mostly because of her excitement, gently closing the door behind him. He glances around at the decor, the scattered bits and pieces of her life, and shrugs out of his coat, draping it over the back of a chair. Though they've already shared so much of each other, it feels strangely intimate. ]
My kinda bed. [ He walks over to stand at the foot of it, tail waving idly behind him, and looks down at her. ] Guess it pays being up here, huh?
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He smiles at the sight of the bed, though it's mostly because of her excitement, gently closing the door behind him. He glances around at the decor, the scattered bits and pieces of her life, and shrugs out of his coat, draping it over the back of a chair. Though they've already shared so much of each other, it feels strangely intimate. ]
My kinda bed. [ He walks over to stand at the foot of it, tail waving idly behind him, and looks down at her. ] Guess it pays being up here, huh?