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He glanced to her again. "Yeah, I guess so."
He glanced to her again. "Yeah, I guess so."
She smiled a little, waltzed over, and kissed his cheek. "Are you feeling any better than last night?"
"Yeah, a little. I mean, it hurts. And it's hot." He turned his head to face her. "Really hot. Is it hot in here or is it just you?"
"It's actually rather cool in here, I'm not sure where you're getting the heat from." She ran her fingers through her hair.
He closed his eyes as he rfingers ran through his hair. He could remember when his mom used to do that. No. Stop. He pushed the thought away and returned to the hot reality he was in. "Are you sure?"
"Um…yeah. I'm pretty sure love." She chuckled. "Ah shit I need to put my face on. No! Don't look at me!" She covered her face with her hands, giggling. "I'll be back in like…20 minutes." She wandered back out again.
"Aww, don't go! You're beautiful!" He called after her.
"Let me put my face on before you say that!" She called back, laughing. 20 minutes later, she wandered back in, face beaten to perfection, natural but gorgeous. "Much better."
He pouted a little. "Yes, you're beautiful with it, but you're beautiful without it tooooooo!"
"Well people know me as the shy artist with the killer makeup skills so you already know when the play comes around, ya girl is gonna be on call to do makeup for the show."
He sighed. "I could have guessed."
"Whether it's a Morphe brush or a paintbrush, I'm bomb with both." She chuckled.
Jackson smiled at her. "I didn't doubt it." He could feel himself beginning to sweat a little. "Are you sure the heater isn't on or something?"
"I'm more than sure. I'm actually kinda cold. How are you not freezing with this fan on?"
"Because… I don't know." He sighed a little and took her hand. It felt like ice. "You're right, you're freezing."
"Ooo, you're warm." She pressed her palm against his forehead.
He let his eyes fall cold. "Your hands feel nice…"
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"Here, step aside." She chuckled and crawled on the bed, cuddling into him. "Mmm, warmth."
"Mmm, cool…" He brought her closer and let her absorb his warmth as he brought in her cold.
She was freezing and the fact that he was so warm was inviting. She wasn't leaving until she was warmed.
He wrapped his arms around her as he brought her closer. The world could have fallen apart around them and not a care would rise to his head. His eyes fell closed, her cool making the aches a little more bearable. That and just her being there.
She wrapped her arms and legs around him like a koala, laying her head on his shoulder. This was nice.
He could feel himself slowly drifting, his eyes dropping further and further. He let them close and took a breath. "Mmmm… You smell good…"
She chuckled softly, knowing he was just smelling her cinnamon and sugar perfume. It was light, which she liked, but it stuck around for days.
His breathing slowed a little, the combination of her nice smell, cool, and embrace made every muscle relaxers into her as he began to slip away little by little.
She hummed softly, just slowly singing to herself, trying to relax as much as she could.
Her humming sent him right off. His muscles all relaxed as he seemed to melt into her. He drifted away into another dreamless sleep he was bound to wake from again.
She chuckled softly but soon fell asleep in his arms.
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