Your now-traditional Friday Meme!

[stillcantswear.livejournal.com]

THE MORNING AFTER MEME!

We haven't done this one in a while, and it usually ends up being cracktastic fun. (I'll just have to remember to turn off comment notifications this time...)

Rules
1. Post as your character, who should be asleep somewhere with somebody else next to them. They don't remember how they got there, and they don't really remember what happened last night. (For extra credit, it could also be a couple of somebodies.)
2. Wake up. Freak out. Rinse. Repeat.
3. Have fun~!

PS- Alcohol doesn't have to be involved, and neither does sex. Use your imaginaaaations!

Comments

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ Ever the groper, Dean. She just tries to stifle laughter--he doesn't sleep like this often enough for her to disturb it. Long as he's resting, she's plenty happy. ]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

*Indeed, especially the contentment doesn't last long enough before he's pulling up in his sleep and starting to whimper a little. He's not thrashing just yet but clearly his dreams are suddenly less happy.*

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ Again. Poor guy. She hums softly, and carefully smooths a hand through his hair. You're a-okay, Dean, don't let the dreams tell you any different. :< ]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

*His cheeks were getting damp as he shook himself awake. Dean gasped a few times before slowly starting to calm down again.*

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ She frowns a little, but is careful enough that she doesn't let him see. Her hand keeps moving, slow and soothing, and the humming continues until he's mostly settled. ]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

*Dean slowly exhaled and wiped a hand over his face. The humming and her hand in his hair helped a little as he settled down again. Though instead of sleeping, he just snuggled in again for comfort, hoping he didn't really wake her.*

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ It's alright, she's been awake for a while. Her hand stops as he snuggles back in, and she rests her chin on his head as her own eyes start to close again. ]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

*He got that impression, and murmered* Sorry. *into her shoulder.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Mmm. [ She shakes her head a little. ] Not your fault at all.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

*Dean is silent at that, since what he was dreaming about was partly his fault. His fault for giving to Alistair after thirty years.*

Getting better.

*Which was true, even with the nightmare king and seeing the Ohm, the nightmares weren't as frequent as they were back in his world.*

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Better 'n better. [ It's an agreement with a sleepy slur to it, but a truthful one nonetheless. ] Just takes time, s'all.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Mmm-hmm sure.

*He didn't feel like getting back to sleep now, but just cuddling in bed was kind of awesome. His fingers lazily trailed down her arm.*

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Wouldn't lie.

[ Shorter and shorter sentences--sorry Dean, but she's feeling plenty sleepy now that you've calmed down.

And to his hand... ] S'nice...

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

I know. You're awesome that way.

Love you.

*Dean noticed this, and figured maybe he could just doze a little longer next to her. His hand gently rubbed her arm before he tried to shift so he had his arms around her.*

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ Smiiiiiling. ] Glad to hear it.

[ She likes those arms a lot. There's enough of a small shift to help him out with the arms, and her own arm goes back to resting over him. ] Might stay here all day if you get any more comfy...

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Good. We'll just send my brother out to bring us food if we need anything.

*He kissed her again, and gave a content sigh.*

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Mm, sure he loves runnin' errands.

[ He's happy now, and calm. She's glad for it, and starts drifting off. 'Course, that kiss interrupts the drifting process momentarily, and she gives a sleepy laugh. ]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

*Dean likes her laugh, so there was another kiss.*

Oh yeah, he does. He lives for it. Usually to get me pie.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Lives to get you pie. Uh huh.

[ That thought alone is enough to make her laugh, but the kiss prompts another. ]

Ain't fair, all this kissin' when 'M sleepy.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

*One of his hands reached up to stroke her hair.*

It is, you didn't know that's one of the most important duties of a little brother? To get the big brother whatever he wants.

*Even though it was often the other way around since Dean could never say no to his little brother. Or it had to be something really bad for him to do so. And he was going to keep stroking her hair in that case.*

Go back to sleep, Sunshine. I got ya.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Should remember that for my brother...think it'd work for big sisters too, then?

[ And that's definitely something she likes, that hand in her hair. She smiles, makes a last adjustment before settling. ]

Glad to hear it.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

*He was going to continue until she fell asleep again. And maybe even keep going a little longer then.*

Damn right it would. Should tell him so when you see him.

*Dean nuzzled his head lightly against her, and caught himself yawning. He might try for a bit more sleep after all now.*

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ A small nod. ] Soon as he...wakes up...

[ That hand does its job, and she's off asleep with a happy sigh. ]