[-yeah actually him too, he's also going to just. Squirm and maybe give her a boost so he has the room to kick out an annoying long leg and right himself (somehow), climbing up onto the bed after her.]
[Oof. Bellyflopping on the bed once she's up there, but once he also manages to right himself (somehow) she peels the covers back.]
C'mon. Beauty sleep or some such. [She thinks she'd like to really pick over Donnie's actions because this conversation doesn't even begin to cover the whole kidnapping thing, but it can wait. She's tired and all emotioned out, and if she's wrung out god knows how Donnie's going.]
[It is maybe in the way he not just gets under the covers, but snuggles right up to April's side like they're ten-and-eight again, just how rotten he feels about what he did to her, specifically, even by accident. Like how puppies playing will nuzzle in apology, in lieu of the ability to form the right (or any) words.
He didn't mean to. He truly didn't mean to. He'd never, ever meant for her to get hurt, and he has no way to convey the depths of his regret but with agreement to any of her requests, and this.]
[Oh, bb. It's okay. She already knows. The cozying tells her one important thing, and that's that no matter what he did, he can come back from it. He's not lost to them. Just... well. Lost in a different way.
They'll workshop it. She tucks her lil hair poofs in under his chin, and her breath is a little shaky on the inhale. Steady on the out.]
You better be here when I wake up again. I won't brain you this time, promise.
Mmhmm. [Both that he'll be here, and acknowledgment that this time he won't be brained. Very awesome. Maybe should have tried waking her up the first time instead of skipping right to the cuddles.
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...once she de-wedges herself from between the bed and the wall, whatever.]
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C'mon. Beauty sleep or some such. [She thinks she'd like to really pick over Donnie's actions because this conversation doesn't even begin to cover the whole kidnapping thing, but it can wait. She's tired and all emotioned out, and if she's wrung out god knows how Donnie's going.]
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He didn't mean to. He truly didn't mean to. He'd never, ever meant for her to get hurt, and he has no way to convey the depths of his regret but with agreement to any of her requests, and this.]
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They'll workshop it. She tucks her lil hair poofs in under his chin, and her breath is a little shaky on the inhale. Steady on the out.]
You better be here when I wake up again. I won't brain you this time, promise.
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This is...nicer.
She's very warm.]