Lord Chris Sonom (
chrisisofaith) wrote2020-08-20 12:31 pm
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"Will you stay awhile? It's alright if you have other things you need to do, I'll still stay and rest, but... I'd like it if you stayed." He asks like it's a secret, voice soft and tired, not just for running on so little sleep and the knowledge he can't get any, but for feeling wrung out. Still, he asks. Chris had said he only takes on who he wishes, so he has to trust that he'll say no if that's his want.
What is that like, to effortlessly choose to say no? To step back when you need it without fear or regret? He wonders, and he admires Chris for this ability and so much else besides.
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"There's nothing else more important. I'm here. Do you need me to decide what to do now or have you an idea of what you'd like?"
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"I'll make popcorn." And coffee. He'd rather lay with his head in Chris' lap but he'll fall asleep, just jerk awake again, and that will be a whole other conversation he can't stomach right now.
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He leans in and kisses Hawke on the cheek. "You do that, I'll turn the thing on and get settled for you to come rest with me. Maybe lure Thunder down too." She could nest in Wolfe's hair.
He does as promised, turns on the television, leaves the remote somewhere close, and settles sideways so Hawke could place himself between Chris' legs as his reclining support. Perfect for petting the older man's hair and arms as Chris deems needed over the next however long. He meant it when he said he had nowhere else to be that mattered half as much, his time and effort was Wolfe's.