Shush

[Lovely]

March 2, 2009
9:30am
follows: A Chill


Aless had slept straight through from the time she finally collapsed into the bed, sometime in the course of the night she had shifted to curl up beneath Venge's wing and closer to his body. Her slippers worked their way off her feet, one resting on the end of the bed and the other dropped to the floor. She didn't stir more than that until after 9am, then slowly she began to shift and slight sighs and groans could be heard as she worked her way to waking. Finally her eyes began to flutter, then blink slowly and heavily, until they remained open and focused on what was around her. "Venge..?" She murmured, licking at her lips and otherwise acting groggy after her heavy sleep.

His hollow-boned form stirred only slightly as she moved. He'd been awake most of the night, watching to be sure she hadn't drained herself too far. He'd fallen asleep only a short time before and lay across her legs, his wing still blanketing her. The wing pulled in closer to himself with the sounds around him. Had someone spoken? He turned slightly and nestled down again, exhausted from worry.

She felt the movement of him in the bed and thought he was laying on her but her head felt heavy and she didn't lift it yet to try to look. Venge didn't answer her, so she assumed he was sleeping, it had been a long night and she didn't know what time it was other than it was daytime. There was light coming in around the edges of the curtain over the window but was it morning or afternoon? She tried to reach up to rub her eyes and felt like the blanket weighed more than it should or was she strapped down? No, she could move some, so she dismissed that idea right off. Slowly she managed to get her hand up and rubbed at her sticky feeling eyes, licking her lips again. Her mouth was dry and her tongue felt thick because of it, she needed a drink. She sighed and rolled to her side, Venge was definitely on her in some way, over her legs and she almost laughed though she was struggling to gently get out from under him without disturbing him.

He sensed more in the movement than he'd heard with her voice. The slow wave of tugging under him jostled him back into foggy consciousness and he grumbled. "Don't say I told you so... hate it when you say that," he muttered, still grumbling mostly at himself for not going out sooner. He blamed himself for Al's condition. He began to realize more that she was awake and causing the motion that stirred him and he pushed himself up. "I'm up. What's wrong? Are you sick? What hurts?" He spat out the concerns before his eyes were completely open.

"Don't worry hon, I'm not the one who's going to have morning sickness." She half heartedly laughed and propped up on one arm to look at him. "Everything sort of hurts.. like I got run over.. but it's not an ouch kind of pain more just feel heavy. I'm thirsty, mouth is dry and yuck.. I need a drink and more sugar something."

The laugh, though small, set him at ease. He stretched and shuddered his wings back into nonexistence for now and ran his hand over his face, concealing the yawn and any weakness it might portray. He was ready to help, though slow going about it. He leaned down to offer her a tender kiss. "Sugar, you say?" He chuckled, giving her a small peck of a kiss. "Water first and something to kick us both out of bed - coming up. Did I say that?" He paused, hearing himself make such an odd suggestion.

She was still pretty exhausted but not enough that the peck of a kiss was enough for her and she pouted, reaching to get another peck from him. "Why did you say that?" She asked, one eyebrow lifting a little and she looked him over, wondering what he was thinking and feeling. She reached out to try to touch him more than briefly so she might get more of a sense of that from him.

[Lovely]

"Not sure, but I'm certain I meant nothing of the sort. Afternoon or not, I'm not ready for the day yet," he said, yawning without hiding this time as he reached out his hand. "I'm fine," he assured her, hoping she didn't intend to 'heal' him too. He had nothing wrong beyond too little sleep.

"It's afternoon!" She was shocked by that and her head shook a little, her hand clasped his with no intent to heal him but sharing a little love boost to help ease any worry he might have. "You're not fine.. you're exhausted." Her voice was soft, concerned for him and wondering what he'd been doing while she slept to make him so tired now.

"Honestly, I don't know what time it is. It was well after five, last I checked. Don't think we've slept the full day around." He yawned again, certain of that fact, and shook it out of his head. He protested all the same. "I'm not. I only nodded off, waiting for you, making sure you were alright. Sugar, hm? Honey? I'll bring you something special - no worms, I promise," he added, seeming to guiltily recall trying to sneak one of his snacks to her and failing horribly. He didn't want to make her ill, but keep her from it.

"Thank you, no worms.. unless they're those gummy worm things you can get uptown if you have that kind of money. I had one once.. Tyler brought them to work.. anyway.." She shrugged and shook off the memory that played as he brought up worms. "Anything with sugar.. are you sure you want to.. worry about food. If you haven't slept, I can't ask you to do for me.. I'll get up, you rest." She started to insist and push herself to fully sitting up and shifting to the edge of the bed.

"Shush," he chuckled and reached to her shoulders, coming down to kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear. "Give me an excuse to come back and lie down, hah? Stay here."

She curled into the attention and kissed his cheek in return. "You're too good to me.. I should be getting breakfast for you. Venge, really why don't you let me.. do stuff for you?" She asked with a bit of a pout though he'd feel how much she loved him and appreciated all he did for her, she truly adored him.

"Because," he said simply. "You'll have your day, just not today... or tomorrow. Not til I'm sure you're back on your own feet, first." He tapped her pout with his fingertip. "Stop. I feel guilty enough I fell asleep when you needed me."

"You stop!" She tried to bite his finger but smiled a little, her eyes showing her own guilt at the fact that he hadn't slept. "You didn't have to keep yourself awake all night.. and you definitely shouldn't feel guilty. I do, for making you worry and put yourself through that. It's not right."

"Of course I had to. I'd feel worse if I hadn't, so ... back to 'shush'," he chuckled, trying not to let her out-reason him which was far too easily done at the moment. "It's not right that I'm still here almost arguing about it. Lie down and rest and I will be ... right... back."

[Lovely]

"Fine.. but just so you know, I'm going to pout the whole time you're not here." She warned him, giving him another bit of a smile before the pout slipped back into place. She could hardly argue with him but could also sense what he was feeling and how tired he was, they were both exhausted. "Don't.. make a fuss.. just grab whatever is handy.. okay?"

He shot her a warning look not to pout, but grinned as her lip puffed up anyway. He slipped away to the kitchen in search of something useful, taking a peek around for signs of the other life forms, but apparently everyone was resting - or hiding. He didn't bother with being overly quiet while he rattled doors and dishes, bringing back water with sugar in the bottom to be stirred and what small food he could find that didn't need heating since he didn't want to stand that long, or risk drawing the others in to annoy him. He wanted to hurry back and hide with her. "Hope this will do. There's three spoons in that glass. If you need more, well... I'll just have to get up again," he said, sliding down beside her with her glass and the bowl with a spoon in each.

In honesty she could have simply eaten the sugar straight from the container but she wouldn't ask him for more or send him up from the bed again, knowing that he needed to rest. She took the glass from him and drank a few sips before leaning to kiss him tenderly now that her mouth was more moist. "Thank you." She whispered, using the spoon to stir the sugar into the water now and adjusting herself so she could eat comfortably and still stayed somewhat cuddled up with Venge. A few more sips and she set the glass down on the bedside table, she reached to take the bowl and tugged on Venge a little to try to get him to relax. "Rest... please?"

"I am resting," he said, pointing out that he was sitting as he curled his arm around her. "Quite well now that I know you made it through the night just fine. Hope we can say the same for the others," he said, looking out to the end of the bed, shaking his head a little. "So it's really true, isn't it? He's going to be a father? Strange. Hah." He shook his head again then took a sip from his own glass.

Aless smiled a little and leaned her head back for a moment. "I'm sorry I worried you so much.. I feel awful about that.. I just thought you'd pass out next to me, not stay up all night watching over me." She lifted her head and looked down to her bowl, not yet taking a bite of the food he'd brought her. "Yeah.. it's really true.. he really is.." She sighed, not saying anything else but feeling a twinge of jealousy along with her concern over how the others were doing. "Any idea how he's taking it... now? Has he stayed calm?" It had been a surprise to them all, to say the least.

"No idea. He's not pacing the front room, at least. Though he may have and finally got tired, himself. He's always been all about him, you know? Another one just like him, vying for attention? Won't be pretty.. but it will be damned hillarious," he admitted, trying to hold in the chuckle. He noted the sigh and reached around her set the glass down. He stayed curled around her, keeping her bowl nestled between them. "Though it sounds like you don't find it funny like I do. I mean, not that it's at all anything to laugh over, but you know.. seems odd that it's him is all. Though I have to admit.. I have a wish."

"Not pacing the front room and being tired enough to rest are good things.. sounds like he's stayed calm for now anyway." She leaned her head toward his shoulder as he curled around her a little more. "No.. I don't find it funny. I do agree it's surprising.. I didn't really peg either of them as the parent-type.. or imagined they'd even consider such a thing.. " She didn't want to dwell on her own feelings or the bit of longing she felt, she did truly hope that they'd be happy and she was happy for them. "I think.. no, I know I'm a tiny bit jealous and it's not nice of me at all to feel that way. I'm rotten." She pouted a bit but it was half playful, scolding herself for her 'twinges'. "What's your wish?" She asked softly, hoping he'd still tell her after she admitted to being selfish.

"That it was you.. us.. instead," he said quietly, hoping that he didn't scare her with the thought. He chuckled to himself. "Foolish, I suppose, but it's true. He doesn't have it in him that I've ever seen, but you - would be the most beautiful mother."