forum Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed

Started June 13, 2019 by @bubblegum

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((in a good way))
Bridge smiled a little. "I…yeah. It's very soft."

(Ye)
"I'm not sure why it stays that why. I can only take such good care of it in here. Although, I never really got to take care of it as well as I'd have liked when I wasn't in here either…"

Bridge shrugged, sighing contentedly. "I don't…really care…it's still very nice."

"Mm… it feels nice to have it touched as well." Scipio glared at a passing guard.

Bridge smiled, running a hand through it. "That's…good. I like doing it."

"What do you want to do today?" Scipio asked, gently rubbing Bridge's back.

Bridge shrugged, leaning into his touch. "There isn't…really much to do."

"Mm… I'm sure we could come up with something. If Luka shows up I could snap his scrawny little neck; that could be quite fun."

Bridge smiled a little. "Thank you."

(Scipio: I'm gonna snap someone's neck. Bridge: Aww thanks baby)
Scipio nodded. "If he's got any sense at all, he'll avoid our cell for a few days. I doubt he's stupid enough to not expect me to want him dead."

((I just now realized what a mood that was))
"He…I think he knows it'll take a lot to take me from here in the first place," Bridge told him.

(Lmao)
"Indeed. Even when you weren't here, I've been known to fight against the guards. I don't trust them and I don't like them taking me places."

"I know you don't," He said softly, looking up at Scipio with his large, golden eyes. They were a little foggy from lack of sleep, but it wasn't too bad.

Scipio ran his thumb along Bridge's cheek. "You look tired."

"A little," Bridge mumbled softly, leaning into his touch.

"Why are you tired? You slept, did you not?"

"I…not really," He admitted, looking down to the floor.

"Why not? You had enough time to." Scipio asked curiously.

"I know…I just couldn't sleep. I don't…really know why," Bridge told him.

"Sleep." Scipio held Bridge gently, but close to himself. What helps people to sleep? Uh… After a moment or two he began softly singing an Italian lullaby he remembered hearing other parents sing to their children.

Bridge smiled softly, burying his head in the crook of Scipio's shoulder again before shutting his eyes. The lullaby and Scipio's presence eventually put him to sleep.

Once Scipio noticed Bridge had fallen asleep, he stayed very still so he wouldn't wake him. Luckily, the hallway was pretty quiet, so he didn't have to yell at any guards.

Bridge slept for a good while, a slow hour at least. Eventually he woke, his eyes blinking open.

"Morning again…" Scipio kissed the top of Bridge's head, still holding him close. He could tell when Bridge was awake or asleep by just observing him, usually. His pulse, breathing, and general movements were all giveaways.

Bridge smiled sleepily, liking the way he was being held. It was warm and comfortable, and he didn't want to leave.

"Comfortable?" Scipio gently pet Bridge's hair with one hand.

Bridge nodded silently, leaning into his touch. It was very comfortable.

"Good…" Scipio glared at a guard for a few seconds before turning his attention back to Bridge. "We should get out of here."

"Out…out of where?" Bridge asked quietly, looking up at him curiously.

"Here. The cell. The asylum. Hell, the country, who even gives a damn anymore. I'm sick of this place."