sleep doesn't help if it's your soul that's tired
"Oh - afternoon, then," Finn concedes with a sheepish smile, his eyes closing as Tobi's shadow falls over them. He receives the kiss, soft as it is, with minimal fuss; indeed, there is even a hum of sleepy enjoyment that rises up in his throat when she draws back. Blinking stormy eyes across the room again to track the route of several tennis balls along the floor, Finn raises his eyebrows as if to suggest that, whilst he does not believe her, he does accept it.
"They fell," he repeats, his hand pausing in its gentle patting of Ever's back so it can strum careful circles over it instead. "Mm, I think I must have," he admits about the sleep. "I just meant to close my eyes for a second, that's all. I hope I wasn't any bother for you?" He moves to sit up, before thinking better of it; that is not something he's going to risk with a baby on his chest.
"They fell," he repeats, his hand pausing in its gentle patting of Ever's back so it can strum careful circles over it instead. "Mm, I think I must have," he admits about the sleep. "I just meant to close my eyes for a second, that's all. I hope I wasn't any bother for you?" He moves to sit up, before thinking better of it; that is not something he's going to risk with a baby on his chest.
FINN
