6 Things

The Way He Sleeps

Bravos Aticus was a insomniac. For all he couldn't figure out why his Moirail was always worried about his sleeping habits. He would try all sorts of things from warm dinner and pale cuddles to potions and charms. Whenever he asked why Azroth was so concerned, the purpleblood would shrug and get uncomfortable about but confused. He had a sort of haunting look and changed the subject. That was enough hints to tell him that subject wasn't one to talk about yet. So on the many many occasions Azroth would pull Bravos to a pile and pale affections and feeling jams were held, the end result would be cuddling until they both fell asleep. Or rather Azroth would fall asleep and Bravos would spend hours staring at him in a completely non-creepy but pale way. Bravos, out of habit, would pay close attention to the rise and fall of his best friend. He would lay his head on his chest to hear his heartbeat; which beat at a slow heavy rhythm. Sometimes Bravos could hear Azroth talk in his sleep. They were ether incoherent mumbles or bits of visions that Bravos couldn't understand.

On rare occasions Bravos would find his Moirail asleep with his face on a book. Bravos would chuckle and go over to him. He watch him for a few moments, loving the way Azroth's long eyelashes would shine from the moonlight(Azroth always finds a place to read in the moonlight or close window). Bravos would pull midnight black strands of hair from his face, only for more to fall. Bravos didn't mind, he'd just smile softly and caress the purplebloods cheek. Bravos easily picked him up bridal style and take him to his RespiteBlock. He'd undress Azroth while the HighBlood would wake up halfway and growl from being treated like a wriggler but Bravos would just shoosh him and continue. After a bit of struggle and having to pap his Moirail's grumpy ass, Bravos picked him up again seeing as Azroth couldn't walk too steps without falling to the ground and Azroth was too tired to protest. Bravos carried him to his recouprecoon very carefully making sure himself didn't get any slime on him. After his Moirail was inside Bravos bent down to place a pale kiss on Azroth's forehead.

"GoodMorning my beautiful Guardian Angel" and Bravos disappeared in a flash before Azroth could notice what he said.

Once Bravos was safe in his lab, he blushed realizing what he did and hoped Azroth was too sleep deprived to remember.