bakerstreet | Sleeping together: the meme.

Sleeping together: the meme.

It's that damn plurk meme. Sort of.

This is the Sleeping Meme. Plain and simple, your character is sleeping with another one. While sharing a bed and sleeping together with someone is very intimate, smut is not necessary.

What do:
1) Post with your character. Name and canon go in the subject line.
2) Include your preferences.
3) Tag around.
4) If you tag, pick a letter from A-H according to the diagram above. Ta-da. That's the position the characters are sleeping in.
5) That's it.

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[Let's face it. If they did wind up having to share a bed for some reason, Orihime would be respectful of his space, and also, blankets are necessary. It's strange, being this close to him...and kind of comforting, even if her stomach is a tangle of butterfly knots. This isn't really appropriate, but she's not about to make him sleep on the floor or anything. Besides, she feels safer knowing he's at her back.]

[Ichigo was feeling pretty much the same about the whole thing, perfectly fine with keeping his back to her so she couldn't see how red his face was or how anxious he looked.

They were sharing a bed, for real, and Ichigo had even pinched himself twice to make sure he wasn't being a creeper who was having weird dreams about one of his dearest friends.

It took him a long time to fall asleep, or it felt that way, but honestly he was tired from Hollow patrol and there was nothing he could really do to keep himself from passing out. Eventually he is out, and the teen subconsciously switching positions, rolling onto his back... and then over onto his other side.

Ichigo stays that way for a while, looking extremely comfortable despite the fact that rolling over technically brought him closer to her. He's blissfully unaware of it.

And blissfully unaware of the fact that his body is craving more heat, heat that it can feel right beside him. His arm shifts, moving forward to wind around her middle. It doesn't take much of a tug to pull her against him, her chest to his back. Ichigo doesn't move after that, just giving a little sigh that says that he's now content.]

Mmmmm...

[She practically melts into his embrace, still sleeping deeply, but subliminally aware that she's safe in his embrace. His chest is warm and firm against her back. The rise and fall that accompanies his breathing is soothing, as is the slow beat of his heart. Orihime stirs a little, adjusting, and bending her legs to allow them to rest in unison with the angle of Ichigo's legs. Her arms drapes over his as she nuzzles into her pillow and exhales a sigh of happiness.]

[It's just so comfortable. Comfortable enough that after all of that moving, Ichigo is once again sleeping hard, his breathing even and that trademark scowl is even completely gone. That says something, Ichigo is a pro at frowning even in his sleep most of the time!

They stay like that for a while, and it's very early in the morning when Ichigo finally stirs, vaguely aware of the face that his face is itching for some reason... and that it's really warm. Also, is his arm asleep?

As the teen goes to move the arm he had initially used to pull Orihime in closer, that's when he realizes that he has someone in his arms...

And then Ichigo remembers. Amber eyes snap open in absolute horror and he jerks his head back a bit to get a little bit more space in between their heads. Ichigo's heart races hard as he realizes that if he moves any more than he already has, he might wake her up... and that's definitely not what he wants to happen. It's obviously that he's the one who cleared the space in between them, and it's just so awkward! All he can do is stare at the back of her head as he panics, moving the fingers on the arm that is under the girl to try to get them to stop prickling and stinging.]

[The slight movement causes her to shift a little before settling down again, still breathing deeply in her sleep. For a few moments, her hand moves affectionately over his before slumber causes her to still again. There's so much her subconscious permits that her conscious self could never allow.]

[That affectionate brushing over his hand? Has his eyes widening and his breathing stopping completely for a long, long moment. He even has to force himself to suck in that very needed breath slowly, so the sound of him breathing doesn't wake her up.

Gods, this is the most awkward moment of his life, aside from the time that Yoruichi revealed that he was actually a she.

But there is one thing that Ichigo notices... and it's how good she smells. Once he focuses on it, he almost forgets about his anxiety just because really, she smells that good. Does she use like ultra scented powerful lady shampoo or something?]

[It's coconut; she wanted to daydream about being in Hawaii whenever she washes her hair. She'll probably move on to another scent when she wants a new daydream for her shower.]

[After a few moments, she shifts again, then turns to face him and nestle into his chest with her head tucked beneath his chin. Her arms are curled in close to her body, and it's the best opportunity he has to free his trapped arm and get some circulation worked back into it.]

[Ohgodohgodohgodohgod she is even closer than before, and even though Ichigo takes that opportunity to move his arm, he's not really thinking about that. He's stuck on the fact that her head is just below his own, right by his chest. Honestly, he's afraid of his pounding heart being loud enough to wake her up, even if that is really absurd and unlikely.

Then he notices a stray strand of her bright hair going across her face, and Ichigo debates by chewing his lip for a moment before raising his hand to brush it back. The last thing he needs is for her own hair to tickle her face and wake her up right now... there is the chance that if he lets her keep sleeping, she'll end up rolling away and never knowing what happened here.

Hopefully, because Ichigo feels like a total creeper.]

[Orihime's probably the last person in the world to think of Ichigo as a total creeper. Right now, her mind is effectively blown. The light brush of his fingers over her cheek has woken her up, but she gives no indication of it. She's still trying to wrap her mind around the reality of the situation, that she's curled up against him, that he's not pushing her away or flailing or screaming. It's...it's nice. It's really nice! Her heart pounds like a jackhammer against her ribs, but she's oddly content.]

[She can't say it's like she always hoped it would be, if only because her hopes had never been that bold. At most she might have dreamed of holding his hand, or being brave enough to kiss him, but to sleep so close to him like this...it's wonderful.]

[That is a-okay, because Ichigo thinks it largely of himself right now and really doesn't need more people agreeing that he's a creeper. Honest, he tries his best and he didn't mean for this to happen!

Not that she minds. Too bad the poor guy has no clue about that, what-so-ever.

He's frowning really hard at himself, because instead of looking at the wall behind her or closing his eyes, he keeps glancing down to her peaceful face. He never thought he could be that comfortable, but it seems like she is perfectly content where she is.

Jeez, he's afraid to even breath too hard right now, he has no idea what he'll say or do if she actually wakes up in his arms like this.]

[All right. So. The evidence Orihime has (or thinks she has) can be summarized as follows: A. Somehow during the night, one or both of them decided to cuddle. It may have been subconsciously done, it might have been a bold move on Ichigo's part. B. He's awake, and he's not freaking out over having her this close to him. In fact, it feels like he's taking care of her. C. Eventually, she'll have to 'wake up', even if she doesn't want to because she wants to stay like this as long as she can.]

[Now what's she supposed to do with all of this? She's never been the sort of person to hug another unless it seemed like they really needed it, or if they instigated the hug to begin with. This is particularly true with Ichigo; she doesn't want to trespass where she doesn't belong. And yet...maybe this is his way of saying that she does belong. So maybe she could try...and...if he reacts poorly, blame it on still being half-awake to save themm both from embarrassment? It seems like the best solution, and the only thing she can really think of as a proper response.]

[Slowly, hesitantly, the arm curled close to her side moves, circling Ichigo's middle to rest her hand upon his back.]

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Sleeping together: the meme.

G (I chose randomly)

which will swiftly turn into an a, also I am sorry for the delay but here I am!

That's okay, I am happy to see you! :D

/tackle

/pancaked

/puts syrup on and eats nom

WHAT WAIT NO

yesss delicious pan-keki desu

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