[Lupin was equally unwilling, though for practicality's sake. It was once again their easiest means of communication. He briskly waved his free hand, flustered by the gratitude.
Apologies weren't necessary. It was why he made sure they were so close.
He sat wearily on the edge of the bed, grateful for something solid to grasp as an anchor, and tried to offer a reassuring smile in the dark. He squeezed their connected hands once again, in case the smile was missed.]
no problem~
Apologies weren't necessary. It was why he made sure they were so close.
He sat wearily on the edge of the bed, grateful for something solid to grasp as an anchor, and tried to offer a reassuring smile in the dark. He squeezed their connected hands once again, in case the smile was missed.]
Bad dreams?