_rebelrebel (_rebelrebel) wrote in flippedrpg, @ 2012-07-23 01:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | ch: knap: sirius black, ch: swap: sirilla black, p: annalisa, p: veetee |
Who: SiriusKnap & SirillaSwap
What: Sirius is exhausted.
When: Sunday night
Where: Sirilla's room
Warnings: Language? Angst?
Sirius did not do well on his own. It was something that he had come to terms with, especially after he and Lily had gone into hiding. He needed to be able to talk to someone, to throw ideas off. He sorely needed companionship. And although he knew that he shouldn't trust a single damn person in this entire compound, he was drawn to Sirilla. Maybe it was because she was a version of himself. Who knew. But the fact of the matter was that he had managed to tell hers the truth today, and he was drained from it.
When he had come back to the room, it had been easy to fall in against her, to let himself wind up on the bed. He was half asleep now, his face buried half into the pillow and half into her shoulder. One of his arms was draped about her waist. He knew that he was precariously close to falling asleep, the ache deep in his bones, but he didn't pull himself away to sleep on the floor just yet. The floor was incredibly uncomfortable, but he'd made it work since his arrival, preferring her companionship to an empty room that he knew had to be near James and Remus.
For once, he let himself relax, his guard mostly down.