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[teetheyes]

Downtime's never a great indicator.

Constantine, Yuuko, hell maybe even you Foster, got time to spare?

Private to the Bluebird//Action

It's a little late for breakfast.

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//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

You always put in a hundred and ten percent.

[Rinse Blue, rub to his shoulders though not as extensive as his massage.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

That's why I lived, and some others didn't.

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I knew that luck thing wasn't completely true.

[Kiss to the top of his head, water off.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

That's only a small part of it.

[gets out and grabs two fluffy new towels]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I figured as much. It's not easy business.

[Not his and hers towels. Another kiss, drying off.]

Not anymore, right?

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[dries his hair, and a kiss!]

No, not anymore.

I'm okay now.

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Smile, towels hanging.]

Good. Okay go get into those PJs.

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I'll just stay nude.

[pulls him to bed]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Even better!

[Whew. Pulled into bed.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[pulls his covers and fluffs them, then curls up with him]

Love you, Cori.

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Fluffed, curled, briefly considering Blue as really only sixteen, and it passes quickly. Sweet kiss to his lips.]

I love you too, Blue.

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[back to sleeping, after a return kiss]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Figures! Pet to his hair.]

Goodnight, baby.