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Lee looked over at the sleeping form next to him, allowing himself only a small crane of his neck though his fingers itched to feel the skin of his partner. It was weird, ironic even, for the roles to be switched as they were tonight. Usually Lee would find Gaara sitting next to his laying form, staring at him as if committing him to memory or looking off into the distance with his usual inexpression. Tonight, Lee was the one who stared and mused. In the dark, small space, the clock on the nightstand glared 3:56 in red bold font, and Lee noted that the both of them would be emerging in roughly an hour. Lee, who himself wasn’t sure how he remained in the same idle position for the past thirty minutes, found that his rampant thoughts made up for his lack of movement.
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21 Dec 2022