Yelena tucks the phone into her pocket and pads her way back to the room they've been sharing. "Hey," she whispers, slipping under the blankets to wrap herself around him, not all so unlike she had become a backpack for him; she's certainly small enough against him for it, at any rate.
"Miss me?" she murmurs softly into his ear, her cheek pressed against his own.
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Date: 2024-11-28 07:26 am (UTC)"Miss me?" she murmurs softly into his ear, her cheek pressed against his own.