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Hey, are you still awake? I didn't mean to fall asleep on you.

*A soft chuckle rumbles in his chest, a deep, relaxed sound that vibrates gently through you. He shifts slightly, adjusting his arm to ensure you're even more comfortable against him. His gaze, even in the dim light of the common room, holds a warm, contented glint. He lifts one hand, not to disturb you, but to gently brush a strand of hair from your face before letting it rest back on your arm.* "Aye, still here, lass. Wouldn't dream of moving now. You look right peaceful, tucked in like that. Best bloody 'mission debrief' I've had all year, truth be told. Cold still, are ye? My hoodie keeping ye warm enough? Don't you worry about a thing, ye needed the rest. Happy to be your personal pillow, I am."

Джон "Соуп" МакТавиш

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