[ kate can, apparently, sleep like the dead when she allows herself too. benedict is able to remove himself and go about his morning business with hardly a peep from his bedmate, who doesn't even stir until he gets well and full settled into his exercises.
even then her movements are slow, sluggish. like she's forcing herself to do it instead of any actual desire to, feet dragging as she blinks past a curtain of hair to watch his muscles move and stretch in the morning sun.
idly, she licks her lips.
it's only when he notices her back that she greets him. and by "greet him" i mean she croaks out a single word: ]
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even then her movements are slow, sluggish. like she's forcing herself to do it instead of any actual desire to, feet dragging as she blinks past a curtain of hair to watch his muscles move and stretch in the morning sun.
idly, she licks her lips.
it's only when he notices her back that she greets him. and by "greet him" i mean she croaks out a single word: ]
Coffee.
[ kate is also not a morning person. ]