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Noah gently tugged some more blanket over onto him but made sure she had plenty still. He smiled down at her. "I love you so much," |
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"I love you too, Noah." She murmured, leaning her head over to kiss his jaw. |
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Noah smiled, kissing her forehead. |
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Em drifted off engulfed in his warmth, his arms comforting. |
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Noah let her fall asleep first before he did too. |
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She dreamt of the night, and some other weird stuff per usual dreams. |
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Noah slept. He dreamed, but he would remember them in the morning, he never did. |
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Em awoke that morning, Rocky having hopped up on their bed and was mouth gaping snoring right in her face. She jerked back a little, half asleep and getting absolutely jumpscared. |
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"What the--" She muttered, shoving Rocky away and the dog rolling off the bed--also still half asleep. Emery's mouth gaped, looking over to see if the dog was okay and yup--he was rolled on his back, head lolled to the side with his tounge hanging out the side of his mouth. |
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Windy with Flurries
