Prompt: Carley can't sleep unless Lee plus with her hair. (This prompt was easy because I'm the exact same way, people messing with my hair calms me down.)
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"Lee, are you still up?" Carley asked, sitting up in her place beside Lee in their bed. It was late at night, she was sure of it, and she couldn't sleep. This sort of thing happened every night.
"Yeah?" Lee said, turning over to face Carley. He knew of her sleeping problems, and wanted nothing more than to help her. He knew that sleep was very important for anyone living in this world, Carley was not an exception.
"I can't sleep again." She answered quietly. He could tell they she was a bit embarrassed about this, but he didn't know why. She didn't have to be, people had trouble sleeping all of the time. Lee knew exactly how she felt, because he often had trouble sleeping because he had nightmares about the past, and he would always sit up after them, unable to even shut his eyes.
"It's okay. No trouble. Anything I can do for you?" He asked.
She shot him a quick smile, her cheeks turning a light pink. "You know what I want." Lee laughed.
"Maybe." He joked. He just what she wanted, it was always the same. She wanted him to play with her hair. It was something that he did every night that she couldn't sleep, and he didn't mind doing it, plus it knocked her right out for some odd reason.
"Oh, come on." She placed her head back on her pillow and faced the wall, so that Lee had full access to her hair.
"Come on, what?" He said, gently combing his fingers through her hair.
"Shut up." She said. "I can't sleep with you talking to me."
"I don't understand how this calms you down. If someone was touching me like this, I'd have to hit them upside the head."
"I don't..." Carley started, but then just suddenly stopped. Lee chucked as he looked down at her. She was now asleep. He still didn't get how someone touching her hair calmed her down and put her to sleep. He shrugged. Maybe it was something that girls liked, which was probably one of those things that guys were supposed. Then again, Mark had told Lee that if he even tried to touch Lilly when she was trying to fall asleep, she would get extremely angry and even threaten him sometimes, telling him that he would get no food the next day. Lee didn't see how Mark saw anything in Lilly, but that wasn't any of his business.
Maybe the whole "playing with her to sleep" thing was just a Carley thing. Lee had a list of things that were unique to Carley, and he called them the "Carley things". Maybe this was just one of them.
He smiled at her and ran his hand through her hair one last time. "Thanks." She muttered, half asleep. Wasn't she sleeping just a minute ago? She couldn't have woken up that easily. She never did.
Lee had no idea. She'd be back asleep in a second. "I love you." He told her, playing with her hair once more, just to make sure she was asleep. She didn't respond, nor did she did even move. She was sound asleep. What was that all about? Had she just woken up for two seconds to say thanks and that was it? Lee shrugged. It happened.
Or maybe it was just another Carley thing.
