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[clumsy_auror]

*Nymphadora's eyes blink blearily open, her entire body leaden.*

Eurgh.

*...Yep, that's about the extent of her coherency, at the moment.*

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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*And there's a kiss to her cheek*

That's why I love you. You're so articulate.

[clumsy_auror]

Aghk.

*She rubs one eye before falling face-first into the pillow again. Her voice is muffled.*

What time is it?

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Ten-thirty.

*Her hair is brushed aside, then there's a soft kiss to the back of her neck.*

You slept about four hours.

[clumsy_auror]

Oh, blimey.

*She sighs, shifting slightly; her back pops in several places.*

'M sorry I missed dinner.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

It's all right. I kept some back for you. Are you hungry?

[clumsy_auror]

...I might, in fact, be hungry, but I don't think I can move.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*A grin, and he's off the bed.*

Wait here.

*A few moments pass, and he's back with a tray: potato-leek soup, a small salad, pain de campagne, a glass of milk, and a mug of tea.*

Tell Crowley I did this and I'll skin you alive.

[clumsy_auror]

*Her eyes widen, and she sits up, brushing the hair away from her face.*

Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me.

Thanks, love.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He sets the tray down in front of her and then sits as well, kissing her cheek again.*

Well.

You need to eat more.

[clumsy_auror]

I know. I'm trying to be better.

*She digs into the salad, munching on a mouthful. There might be a little vinagrette on her chin.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard suppresses a grin and picks up the napkin, swiping at the vinaigrette.*

I know you are. You had a long weekend. You've got to eat right for the next few days or you'll get ill, is all.

[clumsy_auror]

Yeah. I know that, too.

*she sighs, and then takes a drink of milk*

I've probably bollocksed up my sleeping schedule now, but when the angel got rid of the headache, it just hit me.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Oh, I think you've got enough sleep to catch up on at this point that you'll sleep just fine tonight.

*A pause*

I'm sorry I missed him. How is he?

[clumsy_auror]

Really good. Said he and Crowley were doing very well. We got caught up on what I'd missed at the weekend, mostly.

*Nymphadora pushes aside the empty salad plate and rips off a chunk of the bread, dipping it into her soup.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

When I came out Friday night, Crowley and Kathleen were getting along far too well.

It was terrifying.

[clumsy_auror]

...Oh, I can only imagine that they'd get along like a house on fire.

*she smiles, covering his hand with hers*

Was nice that she came back so soon.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well.

I mean.

If I found a way to see my son after not seeing him regularly for years, I'd come back as soon as possible.

[clumsy_auror]

*Nymphadora nods quietly, looking at him for a long moment before going back to her dinner.*

The angel liked her quite a lot, too.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Did he?

*A grin*

They started to argue philosophy. I ducked my head and pretended they didn't exist.

[clumsy_auror]

Yeah, so I heard. He mentioned a difference of opinion on free will.

*She grins as well, and lets her spoon fall into the empty bowl.*

Cheers, love, that was really good.

*Nymphadora picks up the mug of tea, just holding it in her hands, and curls back against the pillows once more.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard picks up the tray and sets it on the dresser, walking back to the bed and sitting where he was before, just looking.*

[clumsy_auror]

*She reaches out to take his hand, running her thumb gently over the back.*

Missed you, this weekend.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

I missed you, too.

*He lifts her hand and presses his lips to her wrist, murmuring against her pulse.*

I can't even tell you how much.

[clumsy_auror]

*Her breathing hitches a little in her chest, and her smile softens.*

Probably right as much as I missed you.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

The worst part was waking in the night to find that you hadn't gotten home yet.

*His lips find the crook of her elbow*

I wanted to kiss you. Run my fingers through your hair. Hear your voice.

[clumsy_auror]

*She bites her lip*

'M sorry, sweetheart.

I wanted to be home with you. So much.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

I know you did.

*He grins into her neck, pressing a kiss just under her ear.*

Desire told me so.

Not that I thought otherwise.

[clumsy_auror]

*An arched eyebrow, as she quirks a grin*

Oh really? You two have a conversation, then?

*She leans her head against his, her free hand drifting up to rest at the back of his neck.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He's fully occupied with pressing light kisses to her neck.*

Mm-hmm.

*There may be a hickey in there. Somewhere.*

[clumsy_auror]

*Nymphadora giggles a bit -- it's ticklish -- and rescues her tea, putting it on the bedside table before it spills.

She wraps her arms tightly around him.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*His arms slide around her waist, forehead resting against her collarbone.*




You know, when it gets to be around 3 in the morning, I start to worry. Even if I know you're not due in till after that.

[clumsy_auror]

I know.

*Her fingers push through his bright hair.*

Can't help my schedule, love.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

I know.

[clumsy_auror]

*She sighs, pulling him closer and kissing the top of his head.*

You tired?

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He nods, face still hidden.*

A bit.

[clumsy_auror]

Think I could sleep a bit more myself, now I've a full stomach.

*She disentagles herself enough to pull off her shirt and wriggle out of her jeans.

Then she starts to burrow under the covers.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*She gets tangled.

There is flailing.

He laughs.*

Here.

*Somehow, he manages to untangle her and slip in, himself, pulling his wifebeater off.*

[clumsy_auror]

Ahhh.

*She sighs contentedly as he pulls her close, her voice muffled against his chest.*

Tha's better.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*His hands slip into her hair. He sighs.*

It is.

[clumsy_auror]

*She kisses his neck, then his cheek, then his lips.*

G'night, Bernard.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He reaches over to shut out the light, then kisses her for a long moment.*

Goodnight, Nymphadora.