It happens to everyone - sometimes, you have nights where you just can't fall asleep, no matter what you do. It could be for a number of reasons, or no reason at all. And this is what's happened now: you've been laying in bed for what feels like hours, just tossing and turning, and nothing seems to help. So what's left to do? Get out of bed and go wake someone else up, of course. If you're not getting any sleep, then why should they?
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o p t i o n s 01 • FEAR. Maybe you're hearing strange, indeterminable noises; maybe there's a severe storm happening outside; maybe you watched a scary movie before bed? Whatever the reason, you're terrified and it's keeping you awake. You just want to wake someone else up so they can protect you from the monster in your closet.
02 • HUNGER. Your stomach is growling and it just won't stop. Or perhaps your throat is so dry you could cough up a tumbleweed? Well, you've gone to the kitchen to remedy this and hey, that was a pan that just dropped on the floor. It was loud enough to wake the dead! Oops.
03 • PAIN. Your body is completely worn out, be it from exercise, battle, sickness, or what have you. Either way you're in enough pain to keep you from sleeping, so maybe someone else has a home remedy or something, or can at least help you take your mind off of it.
04 • SOLITUDE. For some reason, your bed just feels so empty at the moment. You're feeling terribly lonely and really just want someone to keep you company for a while. Maybe it'd be easier to fall asleep if you're with them...
05 • DISCOMFORT. Your room is an oven. Either that or a freezer. Or maybe this bed is just really uncomfortable? Who knows why you can't get to sleep, it feels like it could be anything. Why even bother trying? Maybe someone else can preoccupy you until you feel tired enough to ignore your discomfort.
06 • PENSIVE. Something's on your mind, and no matter how hard you try to focus elsewhere, it's just not going to work. Your body may be tired, but your mind is incredibly busy and it's virtually impossible to get to sleep. Surely, talking it out with someone else will help?
07 • SADNESS. Something terrible has happened that day, perhaps; or you could just be severely depressed. Either way you're trying your hardest not to cry yourself to sleep, and it's not working at all. Better find a way to get it out of your system somehow; you need a shoulder to cry on.
08 • ANGER. You are just... fuming. Who knows why - that annoying dog is barking again, or maybe the people next door are getting busy and keeping you awake. Whatever the reason for your ire is, you'd better put an end to it so you can get some damn rest already! Go wake up a friend so you can complain to them.
09 • RESTLESS. You're far too energetic to sleep right now. Maybe you're just trying to do so out of necessity - you have to be up early tomorrow! But you just don't think you'll be able to fall asleep for a while now, so why waste the time trying to sleep when you could be doing something else? Namely bothering someone else - you're totally jealous because they're getting more sleep than you.
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bakerstreet2016-03-29 08:45 pm
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Close your eyes, Brennan, and enjoy this.
[ As he leans back, Solas tips his head just so to brush a fleeting kiss across the side of his neck. Then he settles comfortably on his knees, brings more magic to his hands, and sets to work.
He focuses first on Brennan's shoulders, first the top and then back along the shoulder-blades, working the knots he finds with pressure and magic woven of heat and healing. Heat to make them more pliant beneath his fingers and healing to mend the tears they've developed from too much use. He's silent, not wishing to disturb the quiet, and when he finishes some indeterminate time later, he circles the back of Brennan's neck with his hands, rubbing softly at the muscle there. ]
How do you fair thus far?
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When he finishes the task, Brennan can't help but lean back into the warm weight of his hands circling the nape of his neck, making another soft sound of pleasure as he gives a quiet chuckle. ]
I think you may have turned me into a puddle. Can I hire you? Or just keep you on a permanent basis. That sounds like a brilliant plan. I'm going with that.
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You've no need to hire me. I'm already yours.
[ It's the truth, as bare and unadorned as Solas can make it, though it isn't one that he lingers on. As his hands work over Brennan's head, alternating between light scratches and firmer rubs, he continues; ]
Take off your trousers and lay down. On your stomach. Make yourself comfortable. I'll show you a true puddle.
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Are you?
[ He'll go be a puddle in a moment. This is important. He's lingering, dammit. ]
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Isn't it obvious? [ his eyes search Brennan's, wanting to communicate all of this without using the word and knowing that he can't take such a coward's way out. With his free hand, he oh so lightly brushes his fingertips along his jaw. ] Yes. For far longer than I care to admit.
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[ He confesses this with a rueful quirk of his lips as he meets the mage's gaze. ]
It usually tends to be a trap or a distraction.
[ Which is why he asked. That's not to say it still couldn't be, but Solas has never been in the habit of lying to him. Omitting certain truths, yes, but that's a different matter entirely. ]
Is it such a difficult thing to accept, then?
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[ How to explain it in a way that makes sense? He sighs, glancing away for a moment before looking back. ]
It is difficult to live a certain way for so long and then to have that change.
[ Shaking his head, he lets his hand drop and pulls away. ]
That is enough for now. I have kept you from your rest too long. I will see you in the morning.
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I've never known you to run away from a few difficult questions before, Solas. [ His tone is mild, but he searches the mage's face, refusing to give up just like that. That's not something he wants to leave hanging in the air between them when they go their separate ways. ] If I ask too much, then tell me so. It wasn't my intent. I don't want you to go.
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Very well. If I might make use of your desk, I will stay and watch over your dreams. Perhaps I can keep the worst of them away.
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That's a little far to go to turn me into a puddle, don't you think?
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What would you have of me? [ This he needs to know before he can proceed, before he can even attempt to reconcile his feelings with his circumstances. ] Do you know yourself?
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[ Usually he's the ones asking the questions, but as it's Solas right now, he gives the answer in the only way he can think to. The move looks more certain than he feels inside, some part of him already braced for the elf to deny him, but he leans in all the same, brushing his lips against the corner of Solas' mouth, testing the waters, as it were. Curious. ]