oh baby, I have not been kind
It's fine. This is cozy. Nice.
He nodded. Good. She didn't mind. That was good. He still felt bad they weren't doing something more fun, but at least they'd get some good cuddle time in. A part of him still wished they were better, that he could-- or, well..
Just hold me, maybe?
He nodded again and did so, curling up with her and settling his wing over them. His chin laid across her neck as he pulled her in close, felt her heat all against him and smelled her scent all around him. He loved when she thought of him as home. Like no matter what happened or where they went, she'd still love him, still want to be here with him.
Damn, this headache though. With a sigh, he uncurled from her some, laying out on his side and closing his eyes. His wing lifted from her for a moment, stretching long and tight and straight up, feeling warmth spread into the little tendons and knuckles. Then he gently eased it back down over them, tucking it around her to hug her to him with a soft hum.
He loved holding her.
"Just for a bit, beautiful," he murmured, stirring the dirt near his mouth. "A nap maybe. Not all that tired, but, just a rest." Surely, the pain would subside after a while. He was starting to enjoy nighttime better, when everyone drifted to sleep and he only heard thoughts from the ones that dreamed. Yeah, night would get better. Just a few more hours. He could do that. No problem.
I wish I could scrape away the dirt that's on my mind