[ she's more relaxed than she was a little while ago, that's for sure, but not by much. she's trying, but maybe that's why she's not falling asleep as quickly as she should be. she's thinking too much, about everything. which normally results in her just hauling up in her room for a few days, but- yeah. there's too much that reminds her of Barry there, too much that makes it hard to pick apart the feelings she has for Barry Allen and how she feels about him being back with no memories of this place. ugh. it's dumb. it's all dumb.
but Harrison's home and she only really clues into that once he's moving into the bedroom, that's when her mind pulls itself out of its tired train of thought so she can focus on snuggling in against him. she doesn't normally snuggle with him this way, but he puts his arm around her and she's turning onto her side so she can tuck herself back against him, lacing her fingers up with his so she can pull his arm around her a little tighter. and it's nice, right, because she's ditched her bra so she's immediately surrounded by the heat of him pressed up against her back, his hand still tangled up tight with hers until she's flatting his palm against the flat of her chest, above her breasts, just under her collarbones. it's easy to get comfortable that way, even if she realizes perfectly well that she's kind of physically begging him to just hold her for a little while. it'd be embarrassing if she was bothered by that, but right now she can't seem to worry about it.
when she arches her back against him a little bit, it's in part to try and save face. like she's just here to try and seduce him, like she's just feeling playful. but then also, yeah, maybe it's not totally a cover. sure. she kind of likes how easy it is for him to curl up all around her just from being so damn tall ]
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but Harrison's home and she only really clues into that once he's moving into the bedroom, that's when her mind pulls itself out of its tired train of thought so she can focus on snuggling in against him. she doesn't normally snuggle with him this way, but he puts his arm around her and she's turning onto her side so she can tuck herself back against him, lacing her fingers up with his so she can pull his arm around her a little tighter. and it's nice, right, because she's ditched her bra so she's immediately surrounded by the heat of him pressed up against her back, his hand still tangled up tight with hers until she's flatting his palm against the flat of her chest, above her breasts, just under her collarbones. it's easy to get comfortable that way, even if she realizes perfectly well that she's kind of physically begging him to just hold her for a little while. it'd be embarrassing if she was bothered by that, but right now she can't seem to worry about it.
when she arches her back against him a little bit, it's in part to try and save face. like she's just here to try and seduce him, like she's just feeling playful. but then also, yeah, maybe it's not totally a cover. sure. she kind of likes how easy it is for him to curl up all around her just from being so damn tall ]