[ moving easily beneath her pull, bellamy laughs and stays on his back, hands moving to her hips to settle there lightly. he looks up at her, blinking as his eyes readjust to the brightness of his room. he still doesn't think he needs curtains, even though they'd spare him a lot of pain and irritation. ]
[ he shakes his head. ] I'm pretty sure it's you. [ he's heard his dogs snore before, but bellamy doesn't think to tell her what she already knows. removing a hand from her hip, he rubs at his face, lingering at one of his eyes, before he returns it to where it'd settled before. he sighs, dramatically, ] You're always kicking me.
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[ he shakes his head. ] I'm pretty sure it's you. [ he's heard his dogs snore before, but bellamy doesn't think to tell her what she already knows. removing a hand from her hip, he rubs at his face, lingering at one of his eyes, before he returns it to where it'd settled before. he sighs, dramatically, ] You're always kicking me.