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Accord // Canon
Jul. 18th, 2012 06:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
birdsbirdsbirdsYou'd think he'd be exhausted, given the day he's had.
He'd barely waited until they were in the door to pounce on Tek again, though the addition of four walls made him less violent and a dozen times more confident. He'd dragged him in a slow, indulgent trail across the hideout until they finally made it to the bed they're in now. And who knows how much time they spent there... before they finally settled down to sleep.
The room's dark, now, and quiet. Robin is half-tangled in sheets, his back pressed lightly against Tek's chest. By all rights, he should be fast asleep, dead to the world--but sometime during that darkness and quiet, he stirs. His fingertips twitch, his eyelids flutter with unspoken dreams. He makes the smallest of sounds, a barely-audible whine.
He'd barely waited until they were in the door to pounce on Tek again, though the addition of four walls made him less violent and a dozen times more confident. He'd dragged him in a slow, indulgent trail across the hideout until they finally made it to the bed they're in now. And who knows how much time they spent there... before they finally settled down to sleep.
The room's dark, now, and quiet. Robin is half-tangled in sheets, his back pressed lightly against Tek's chest. By all rights, he should be fast asleep, dead to the world--but sometime during that darkness and quiet, he stirs. His fingertips twitch, his eyelids flutter with unspoken dreams. He makes the smallest of sounds, a barely-audible whine.
