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Post by Kris on Aug 26, 2008 16:40:45 GMT -5
Kris's skin--or whatever--tingled under Brandi's lips, and she redoubled her efforts to relax and comfort the other girl, pulling the blanket over them to fold them into a little nest.
She didn't think anyone had ever called her "perfect" before. And she knew it was due, at least in part, to the fact that Brandi could touch her without going crazy. But it still felt nice, to be wanted and useful, and to feel Brandi's warm skin against her hands and tuck her into her skinny arms.
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Post by Brandi on Aug 26, 2008 17:48:16 GMT -5
((Aww, it's like so much more than that too.))
*Brandi's breathing slowed, deepening as she slipped into sleep without noticing how quick it was. It was belonging, if nothing else.*
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Post by Kris on Aug 26, 2008 18:00:26 GMT -5
If Kris was disappointed at Brandi's dropping off so soon, she didn't show it. Just settled in more comfortably for the night, wanting to be sure Brandi wasn't disturbed from her much needed rest.
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Post by Brandi on Aug 26, 2008 18:11:34 GMT -5
*Brandi got a good hour or two before she woke with a start and a gasp. It took her several moments to realize where she was, that Kris was next to her. She exhaled slowly, smiling up at her as she rested back on the bed.*
"Sorry." *She whispered.*
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Post by Kris on Aug 26, 2008 18:25:21 GMT -5
Kris had dozed off--habit, you know--and woke with a start at Brandi's movement. But she smiled over at her.
"It's okay," she said. "Bad dream?"
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Post by Brandi on Aug 27, 2008 8:04:45 GMT -5
*Brandi's hand rested against her head.*
"I don't know. Maybe. I don't remember. Just...worried. Like something's coming but I don't know what it is..." *She babbled softly. Only then did she realize, and felt bad.*
"Did I wake...I mean, were you sleeping?" *She winced at the thought.* "I'm sorry."
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Post by Kris on Aug 27, 2008 10:23:27 GMT -5
Kris played idly with Brandi's hair.
"I'm not sure I need to sleep all that much," she said. "Besides... something's always coming, here. You'll deal with it--you always do."
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Post by Brandi on Aug 27, 2008 11:09:22 GMT -5
*Brandi pressed closer to her, trying not to think about the fact that every time she'd had to deal, she'd had Cry-Baby to help her get through it.*
"You're right. Probably just nerves."
*She looked up at Kris, managing a brave smile.*
"It'll be ok, in the end."
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Post by Kris on Aug 27, 2008 11:18:58 GMT -5
"And I'm here... for what it's worth. I know I can't do everything--but you're not alone, right? Don't forget that."
She squeezed her hand.
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Post by Brandi on Aug 27, 2008 11:35:49 GMT -5
*The smile came easier. Kris was right. She never really thought about it, but she was there all the time, not just in the literal sense, but in the base of Cry-Baby's nature. That brought up some complicated thoughts she just couldn't handle at this moment.*
"Yeah. I mean, I won't forget."
*She squirmed a little until she could lift her face and kiss Kris gently.*
"I really do appreciate it. You. Always."
*Her gaze fell.*
"I'm sorry that I'm not always good about showing it."
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Post by Kris on Aug 27, 2008 11:54:04 GMT -5
(("That brought up some complicated thoughts she just couldn't handle at this moment." No kidding.))
Kris smiled.
"Nah, you're fine." After all, part of her had Rochester, and Lizzie, and Julian... It made her head spin. "Plus, brownies."
She kissed her back, undemandingly.
"Who knows? Someone created me--for all I know, I'm like a robo-friend."
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Post by Brandi on Aug 27, 2008 12:03:36 GMT -5
((Amen to that.))
*Brandi's fingertips grazed Kris's arm.*
"Better than the normal kind?"
*She arched a brow, a touch of playfulness managing to slip through.*
"I do like brownies. And you don't even fight for the middle pieces. That's pretty awesome in my book."
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Post by Kris on Aug 27, 2008 12:17:37 GMT -5
"No, I mean, I don't know what I was made for. Maybe it's... this."
The thought was a little head-spinning, because it flew in the face of free will and all that, which granted didn't exist here except for them. It was a bit too confusing.
"Anyway--and for eating the edges of brownies, yes. But you need to tell me when you need things. Me. Or I won't know."
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Post by Brandi on Aug 27, 2008 12:35:36 GMT -5
*Brandi felt a bit humbled, but she understood.*
"I'm sorry. I never mean to assume...I mean I don't think I do, really, but... I'm sorry if I'm not good at communicating sometimes. I'll try to be better about it."
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Post by Kris on Aug 27, 2008 13:18:01 GMT -5
Kris's eyes widened.
"Oh no, you're fine! I just mean, I can't always tell what people want. You know? You kinda need to let me know, because otherwise I'll figure everything's cool."
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