[There was a faint wheeze, mostly until the sharp bit of pain in his chest subsided and he could pretend said asshole hadn't startled a chuckle out of him.
Could get comfortable on his own side, even if he wasn't completely a hundred percent on having his back to Reaper, but with the arm trapping him as he was... better than he alterative. Back rested against the other's chest, letting out a breath as he pulled his own jacket within reach over and. Well. Rolled it up in to a makeshift pillow long enough Reaper could get his head on it or deal with it shoved against his forehead.
I think everyone who has known me ever could agree to that.
[He had earned something rare and hard-fought at one time. Now that it was over and the bit of amusement had subsided, he would say nothing more about it lest it encourage 76 to attempt something in return.
Did he ever expect to get a laugh out of 76? No. Did he accept it as part of their peace? Of course.
He let 76 wiggle and shift about as necessary, but he remained still and solid behind the younger man. He was also content to warm himself on the blazing furnace that was 76's body heat, absorbing it like a stone until he too had obtained a seemingly normal body temperature. That made him drowsy and humming softly at the agreement they reached.
His last act was to shift his other arm under the blanket that was his coat so he could set his head on 76's rolled up coat.
Like old times. It was a thought that would keep him up for another hour yet, but he was self-aware enough to ponder without considering self-destruction as his only option. Finally, he closed his eyes and allowed himself to attempt sleep.]
[There was a noise in his throat, not quite a grunt, that at least sounded like some agreement. Even if a laugh had snuck out of him, didn't mean he was anywhere near going to voice the thought of 'Most only ever got to experience that side', enough was enough.
No room for it.
76 had enough body heat to share, since despite the chill that seemed to always come with his own shadows, he was pretty much still a furnace. Had been since the program- or at least that had cranked up the fact he always ran a little on the warmer side. Came in handy for colder climates, and at least regulated in the heat.
At least they both had settled, and it did take a while for 76 to do anything more but partially force himself to relax. Fighting would be... a waste of what energy he did have left, and he had not come here to start another one as easily as either of them could send things that way. So he was quiet, breathing.
Took a little while, but he did finally doze off a little.]
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[There was a faint wheeze, mostly until the sharp bit of pain in his chest subsided and he could pretend said asshole hadn't startled a chuckle out of him.
Could get comfortable on his own side, even if he wasn't completely a hundred percent on having his back to Reaper, but with the arm trapping him as he was... better than he alterative. Back rested against the other's chest, letting out a breath as he pulled his own jacket within reach over and. Well. Rolled it up in to a makeshift pillow long enough Reaper could get his head on it or deal with it shoved against his forehead.
Better than nothing.]
Fine, fine.
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[He had earned something rare and hard-fought at one time. Now that it was over and the bit of amusement had subsided, he would say nothing more about it lest it encourage 76 to attempt something in return.
Did he ever expect to get a laugh out of 76? No. Did he accept it as part of their peace? Of course.
He let 76 wiggle and shift about as necessary, but he remained still and solid behind the younger man. He was also content to warm himself on the blazing furnace that was 76's body heat, absorbing it like a stone until he too had obtained a seemingly normal body temperature. That made him drowsy and humming softly at the agreement they reached.
His last act was to shift his other arm under the blanket that was his coat so he could set his head on 76's rolled up coat.
Like old times. It was a thought that would keep him up for another hour yet, but he was self-aware enough to ponder without considering self-destruction as his only option. Finally, he closed his eyes and allowed himself to attempt sleep.]
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No room for it.
76 had enough body heat to share, since despite the chill that seemed to always come with his own shadows, he was pretty much still a furnace. Had been since the program- or at least that had cranked up the fact he always ran a little on the warmer side. Came in handy for colder climates, and at least regulated in the heat.
At least they both had settled, and it did take a while for 76 to do anything more but partially force himself to relax. Fighting would be... a waste of what energy he did have left, and he had not come here to start another one as easily as either of them could send things that way. So he was quiet, breathing.
Took a little while, but he did finally doze off a little.]