kylapawterā:
āItās okay, just go back to bed. Iāll take care of it.ā She quickly shooed him back towards the bedroom before she cleaned up the mess. Once that was done, Kyla, kicked off her ripped tights, did her best to scrub away the remains of her makeup before curling up in bed next to her friend.Ā āIām here. Iām looking at them, and Iām not going anywhere.ā She reached out to take his hand and give it a reassuring squeeze.Ā āYou said you werenāt gonna throw me off. Means Iām not gonna do that to you either, okay?āĀ
Taking a breath as the conversation turned back to her, Kyla sighed and curled inward a little tighter.Ā āJust didnāt feel safe where I was so⦠sorry if I woke you up.ā
The squeeze helped, as did Kyla being near. And he scooted closer and pulled her to him as best he could with one lame arm.Ā ā Thank you.ā Was murmured, again, but this time into her hair. He pressed a kiss there, and closed his eyes.Ā āYouāre always safe here, okay? And you, uh.. obviously didnāt wake me up.ā He paused and squeezed her close, an easy reciprocation to the hand squeeze sheād given him.Ā āJust-- Letās get some rest okay? And weāll figure the rest out in the morning..āĀ















