[ That... is convoluted even for Allen to pull apart. But he gets it, he thinks, after a moment. You said that before, too, about when he laughs... feeling the same way about it like he does when you smile. Not about trying to pick each other apart to understand, but just appreciating what sparks joy. Appreciating each other.
He smiles softly at that sort of answer then. With a gentle sort of whimsy. ]
Can we lie down?
[ He nuzzles at his hand faintly, letting his eyes close as he does so in a quiet, content sort of joy. Pressing one soft kiss to wherever he can reach— and catching his thumb again if he can, though more softly this time in an experimental nibble. ]
no subject
He smiles softly at that sort of answer then. With a gentle sort of whimsy. ]
Can we lie down?
[ He nuzzles at his hand faintly, letting his eyes close as he does so in a quiet, content sort of joy. Pressing one soft kiss to wherever he can reach— and catching his thumb again if he can, though more softly this time in an experimental nibble. ]
I'm sleepy.