On Freud's Footprints [Manoneno1 x LynxAmelia] [Inactive]

"I think is more ergonomical to study on sofa", he suggested with a small smile, brushing his left hair a bit on his side of head as he took his medication.
 
Clair eyed the sofa sleepily. "Nope. I don't trust it," she said, moving her hands to close her books before yawning widely, "Might study a little longer."
 
"Sure. I hope the sofa isn't too hard for you", he said with pity in his voice. He had a bed for two but it would've been too inappropiate to even suggest.
 
Clair rubbed her eyes a little before looking at him. "I'm going to be not so innocent and march upstairs with you," she said, starting towards the stairs.
 
His statement made Logan blush, red showing well against his pale face. "R-really", he grunted with a pout. "Okay.. I won't bite", he stated and shrugged, trying to look like he didn't care but bit his lip as he poured some water for him, taking his medication and turning towards stairs. "Well, lets go then."
 
Clair had already lumbered halfway up the stairs, pushing her sleepy body forward only by the sheer force will. She was swaying dangerously though, holding onto the wall for support once in a while.
 
"Halfway there, don't fall again", he said and walked to the bedroom, lying on his right side and pullimg his white thick blanket on him.
 
Once she reached the bedroom, she nearly fell onto it before heaving her legs up and rolled until she was right beside him. "It's cold," she said as a manner of explanation before falling asleep almost instantly. The dress she wore had ridden up considerably, exposing her relatively long and shapely legs.
 
After few minutes, Logan turned into other side and opened a bit his eyes, seeing her long smooth legs. To avoid staring her legs too long, he closed his eyes and carefully pulled blanket on her, then falling asleep next to her.
 
Clair rolled over a little more, an arm under her head. Soon she started purring occasionally, not moving any further.
 
Logan was in a light sleep and Clair's small purr made him feel secure and relaxed. Quickly falling in a deep sleep, he woke up after two hours. Turning around carefully, he squinted his eyes a bit open to see her.
 
Clair was quite unaware of Logan awakening. If anything, all she could sense was the presence or absence of his warmth near her. And since he remained there, she remained quite still, purring contentedly.
 
Logan smiled a drowsy smile, closing his eyes again and lied on his back, rubbing his eyes and yawning quietly.
 
Clair sensed movement around her that seemed to disturb her immensely. She whined a little and put a hand out to try and stop the movement that she did not realize was Logan's.
 
Logan hummed a low voice, resting his head on pillow and not wanting to wake her up. Raising his left hand near his eyes, he checked the time. 2:20 AM.
 
Clair continued to hold her hand down over Logan's face, quite content with herself, not moving for a few more hours.
 
It was nearly 8 by the time Clair woke. It was only then that she moved her hand off him and stretched her arms above her head while yawning.
 
As he heard her yawn, he got up to sit on the edge of the bed. "Morning", he said as he took his comb and brushed his hair.
 
"Morning," Clair said as she sat up, pushing her hair off her face. She tugged the blanket off and immediately pulled her dress down, "My god it is cold here," she said, climbing off the bed and lumbering out of the bedroom. "Now, where was that bathroom.." she mumbled, looking on either side and scratching the back of her head.
 
"I love to sleep in cold", he said with a smile as he got up and stretched with a yawn. "There", he said and pointed toward a small bathroom attached in his bedroom.
 
Clair lumbered back into the room and looked at her own reflection. "God I look awful," she said aloud before shaking her head in fright, "Got a spare toothbrush?" she called out to Logan.
 
"Let me check", he said and walked to the bathroom, squatting and opening a cabinet under the faucet. "Ah!", he said and gave it to her, closing the cabinet and fetching his own toothbrush from downstairs.
 
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