Even his brain must have registered that he was in an extremely comfortable position against something very warm and quite perfectly tucked against his torso like a precious item to be protected. Or a body pillow to clutch. Because his sleep is dreamless, heavy and he's not about to wake up anytime soon.
The only motion he makes is a shift of his leg between two warm thighs and the tightening of his hold on the body lying next to him.
Other than that, his face is serene, a rare thing to see when all he seems to be able to do is frown and sneer.
In sleep, he isn't a monster. In sleep, he's nothing. Just an ordinary human being.
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The sun is shining. The mutant birds are singing.
And of course, Shizuo is fast asleep.
Even his brain must have registered that he was in an extremely comfortable position against something very warm and quite perfectly tucked against his torso like a precious item to be protected. Or a body pillow to clutch. Because his sleep is dreamless, heavy and he's not about to wake up anytime soon.
The only motion he makes is a shift of his leg between two warm thighs and the tightening of his hold on the body lying next to him.
Other than that, his face is serene, a rare thing to see when all he seems to be able to do is frown and sneer.
In sleep, he isn't a monster. In sleep, he's nothing. Just an ordinary human being.
Just Shizuo. ]