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Send ♥ For A Drabble Of My Muse’s Thoughts As They Wake Up Beside Yours

When Samilen awakes, it’s to the dripping warmth of sunlight upon his skin. It’s to the warmth of arms around him, firm and unyielding and filling him with comfort. It’s to the blankets half-on his body, instead tangled around his legs and arms and nearly falling off the far edge of the soft mattress beneath him.

When he awakes, it’s beside the man he adores.

Or rather, he would be merely beside X’chai, if the other’s body wasn’t nearly curled around him like a child might clutch at a beloved toy. Their limbs are about as tangled together as the blanket wrapped between them; Samilen can feel the softness of the Seeker’s tail even wrapped around his own in a coiling of white and gold fur. 

Samilen’s eyes open to the sight of his partner in a slumber as rare as it is deep, dark circles sitting stubbornly beneath his sightless eyes. It is both comforting and worrisome to see the man in such a way; though Samilen is happy to see him in such a deep slumber, he knows well how it only comes about, when X’chai is worked hard as his own Free Company’s leader. Managing so many people, so many jobs, so many things--it’s beyond what Samilen thinks most people are capable even with the help of several others, and yet the Seeker takes so much of the responsibility upon himself with but a charming smile to wave away any worries for him and his health.

But at least he slumbers at last, clutched tight to his Keeper lover and getting the rest he’s sorely earned. 

Samilen feels a soft smile on his lips in the gentle warmth of the moment, staving off the feelings of responsibility to instead curl closer, tucking his face into the other man’s throat and mouthing silent, sweet words of love against X’chai’s skin.