FOUR had a habit of falling asleep just about ANYWHERE. recently, naps would end up tucked up and wrapped in a blanket in THREE’S office. he doesn’t quite recall. apparently, at one point in his sleepy state, four had just barely opened his eyes, whining for three to come over and relax with him. after much debate, something, something, ‘ four i have WORK to do ’. four was satisfied in the end, the blanket lazily draped over the two on this small sofa. his arm wound around his middle, four’s legs resting over the elder’s lap. HE was happy, to say the least, and he’d fallen back asleep, essentially TRAPPING three with him. late nights like these are his favourite despite the fact four would never SAY it. he adored the comfortable silence between them, he appreciated it greatly. he’s not sure how long he’s asleep for until he wakes up AGAIN, eyes bat gently awake as he rubs the sleep from his eyes, three wasn’t at his usual spot at his desk but then he notes the soft BREATHING above him.
tilting his head up to see the oracle asleep he feels ACCOMPLISHED. it was nearly impossible to get three to get away from his TECHNOLOGY let alone get him to REST. it’s so still and silent four is afraid to move anymore, eyes close once again, adjusting himself to be ever so slightly CLOSER. WHO KNOWS WHEN HE’D GET TO DO THIS AGAIN.
