[ They'll have to have this conversation again in the morning, when he's awake enough for it to sink in. For now, though, it's stuck. He should be here because he's loved here. Whether or not he deserves to be, there's a logic to that that he can't bring himself to argue with. ]
Once shit calms down, then.
[ It's everything he wanted, he's sure, to have his arm around the two of them, some part of him between them and everything else. That, at least, is correct in every possible way. ]
Do I have to wake up at the same time as you, if I'm here?
[ Because you're both filthy heathens who sleep in on sundays and he's not about that life. ]
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Once shit calms down, then.
[ It's everything he wanted, he's sure, to have his arm around the two of them, some part of him between them and everything else. That, at least, is correct in every possible way. ]
Do I have to wake up at the same time as you, if I'm here?
[ Because you're both filthy heathens who sleep in on sundays and he's not about that life. ]