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[notthatkindoforion]

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Re: Spam - chillyflood

[whatthefudge]

"Oh - no, that's okay," Lucy says, with a smile. She steps between the beds to go about moving the bedside cabinet between them. "I, ah, I don't know! Whether or not I cling. But you already know I don't sleepwalk or anything like that, so."

Re: Spam - chillyflood

[notthatkindoforion]

Tendi hurries to help her move the nightstand. After all, lifting on cold muscles isn't a good idea, and she doesn't want Lucy to hurt herself!

"Well, the worst that can happen is we try it, it doesn't work for us, and we put things back the way they were tomorrow, right?" It wasn't that big a deal or anything. This was just to try to keep them both a little more comfortable during this flood, not some big commitment.

Although... she'd like if it worked out. It'd be really nice to have someone to cuddle in this cold and just... nice in general, to spend more time close to Lucy. Which is silly, really, there's only a couple feet between their beds normally. Well, however it worked out, she'd find a way to be happy with it.

[whatthefudge]

"Exactly!"

Getting the furniture rearranged is the work of a few moments. It's nice, now, being in here. The new bedroom is its own room, away from the rest of the apartment, with big windows looking out onto the space outside. It even has the star projector Tendi asked for.

It's cozy and private and it isn't drenched in the memories of everything that came before. It feels like it's hers.

Lucy pulls back the blankets and slides under, more out of habit than anything since they're not really helping to keep her warm.

[notthatkindoforion]

It is nice to have a more private space, one they both helped decide on, even if Tendi let Lucy take the lead on a lot of things. It feels... more permanent. Less like she's just crashing at a friend's place.

Tendi joins her, climbing in and pulling the blankets back up and around them both. Maybe they don't do much right now, but they feel cozy. She reaches over, putting an arm around Lucy. "Is this comfortable?"

[whatthefudge]

"Yeah - yeah, that's much better." She snuggles a little bit closer in, their legs pressing together. "This feels...really nice, actually."

Warm and safe, yes, but also just...nice? Being close to Tendi feels uncomplicatedly good, and safe, and easy. What if the flood ended and they just kept the beds like this?

[notthatkindoforion]

Tendi wraps her arms around her tighter, feeling the warmth spread through her from everywhere they touched. Faster than a simple hug does, too. She smiles into Lucy's hair, taking a deep breath. It's still not weird to like the way your friend smells, right? She always thought Rutherford smelled nice, too.

Maybe she's missed this more than she realized. Just having someone to hold at night, someone to be there. She'd given it up when she'd decided it was easier to avoid sex while she was focusing on her Starfleet career, but maybe she didn't have to completely give up this part? Besides it was... nicer with someone she cared about, then just another hookup.

Not that this was a sex thing. Nope. Just cuddling for warmth.

"Yeah. This is a lot better." Even if it's just for the week, because... well, people don't usually share a bed long-term unless they're dating or something, right? So Lucy's probably expecting things to go back to normal after.

[whatthefudge]

Lucy reaches up to turn out the light. It's not entirely pitch black, and she can still make out a few silhouettes in the dark.

"Wake me up if I fall asleep on your arm or something, okay?"

[notthatkindoforion]

Tendi laughs, snuggling down into her pillow. "Okay. Wake me up if you need more space." But really? She has no intention of waking Lucy up for anything, unless something starts actively hurting. She needs her sleep. "So... good night, I guess?" She gives her friend another little, affectionate squeeze.

Maybe she just... won't mention moving the beds back, after the flood's open.