Quatre waits for Trowa to turn on his bedside lamp before turning the main lights of the room off.
He slips under the covers, and turns to lay an arm across Trowa's abdomen, tilted up so his hand rests lightly on the lower section of Trowa's ribcage; it's a deliberate choice because he won't get in the way of Trowa, if he decides to tilt up on his elbows to read.
Quatre sighs quietly as he settles, and wishes Trowa a muzzy "Bonne nuit."
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Date: 2011-02-26 07:38 am (UTC)He slips under the covers, and turns to lay an arm across Trowa's abdomen, tilted up so his hand rests lightly on the lower section of Trowa's ribcage; it's a deliberate choice because he won't get in the way of Trowa, if he decides to tilt up on his elbows to read.
Quatre sighs quietly as he settles, and wishes Trowa a muzzy "Bonne nuit."