"Heeey, you've reached Yang! Well, actually, you didn't reach far enough, 'cause I'm not here right now! But don't yang up! Just leave a message on this baby, and I'll get back to you soon enough, okay?"
[Just like that, without forewarning, but it's fine now to blurt it out whenever he starts thinking it especially strongly. He'll shift his hand just slightly to kiss her cheek where she was rubbing it against his hand.]
You bet we will. [ It's a soft mutter, though, and she keeps both arms around him, the grip slackening but never fully releasing him as she gradually drifts off against him.
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[Just like that, without forewarning, but it's fine now to blurt it out whenever he starts thinking it especially strongly. He'll shift his hand just slightly to kiss her cheek where she was rubbing it against his hand.]
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You're too good with the sneak attacks, aren't you?
[ Not that she isn't happy to hear it, but her heart-- ]
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I didn't used to be, but guess I'm getting better at them. Probably thanks to you.
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[ Cheek strokes, too! ]
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[Grinning, he thumbs at her cheek next, playful.]
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[ Followed by another, more muted yawn. ]
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[But at her yawn, he strokes his hand over her hair.] Get some sleep, Yang.
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[ She's gotta protest. Out of obligation. ]
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[In an achingly fond way, he strokes her hair, slow and rhythmic...] Sleep, we'll talk more tomorrow.
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That hair thing is too damn nice. ]
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He kisses her head when he feels her emotions settle into the more indistinct ones of sleep, whispering a good night before closing his own eyes.]