The morning after

[noteasytobepink]

Clarice was a heavy sleeper, when she wasn't having nightmares. It came of never knowing when she'd get a good night's sleep again. Still, she was not a still sleeper. That meant she rolled and twisted some in the night; her frozen peas slipping down between herself and Bill some time around three in the morining.

And well, she shifted where her head was resting too. Next to his on the pillow, his shoulde,r his chest. It was probably past dawn when she settled with her head on his belly, still asleep.

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[no_andy_taylor]

After passing out Bill was dead to the world. He stirred himself a couple times, and when Clarice got too squirmy, or hogged too much space he shifted on the bed to find room, but otherwise he snored on.

He was laid out on his back, head hanging off the edge of the mattress when he started to stir. His belly rose and fell beneath her head, and he was slow to crack an eye open, and it slid shut soon after with a groan.

"Shit... "

Her presence hadn't fully registered yet, as the headache and hangover took his focus.

[noteasytobepink]

She thumped his belly lightly to prevent her pillow from wiggling too much more. Pillows should behave like pillows after all.

Oh, but her pillow had said something hadn't it?

...

...

"Need me to move?"

[no_andy_taylor]

"No, you're alri-- "

His eyes snapped open (one to only half-mast thanks to the bruising), and he jerked his head up to look down at her.

"Wh-- "

That caused the pleasant sensation of being slugged in the head with a sledgehammer, and a rolling wave of nauseau in his gut.

Wincing through it, he laid his head back again, trying to keep whatever was in his belly down, and searching hard for memories of last night.

"Christ."

[noteasytobepink]

Yeah, she'd kind of figured it would go something like that. She cracked an eye open to watch him then sighed and closed it again when he didn't immediately scream 'get out' or 'what are you doing here?'. If she wasn't getting thrown out, well, she could snag a few more minutes of sleep.

Bets thing for a hangover really.


"Good to know 'cause I don't feel like moving. Calm down, you look like someone hit you with a board."

[no_andy_taylor]

Managing to quell the urge to throw up, he took stock of the situation. He was still wearing his clothes from last night, so the situation couldn't be too bad. She wasn't freaking out, so that was another good sign.

He felt like he must have tackled a whole bottle of whiskey and more, though. And god damn did his face hurt.

"What-- "

He also had one helluva cotton-mouth. Working his throat, he tried again.

"What time is it?"

[noteasytobepink]

Yes, still clothed, his virtue was assured and safe from her! She cracked an eye open again and cast a jaundiced look at...the wall. "Not afternoon yet, no sun on your bedroom window." Because she could totally tell time like that right?

Sure.

"You don't have work today we got trashed on your Saturday. How's the face sheriff?"

[no_andy_taylor]

So it was Sunday, it wasn't too late yet in the day, and she'd apparently been with him last night.

Things were slowly starting to fall into place, and memories from last night were starting to surface.

Touching his cheek bone and wincing, Bill worked up a vague recollection of the bar fight.

"Think I got a shiner. Y'alright?"

[noteasytobepink]

Yes, yes, and yes?

"We'll get some heat on that eye later today, try to get you presentable before work tomorrow then." This was said to his chest though,she was staying curled. "Ribs. Back. Took some bruises myself."

[no_andy_taylor]

Taking another try at lifting his head, he looked down at her.

Despite the misery of the hangover, the sight of her laying against him tugged up a corner of his mouth. For a moment it was wistful, thinking this was just the morning after a crazy night out with a friend. And then he remembered the kiss, the first one, the one she asked him for.

That was enough to set off a light feeling that was equal parts happy and suddenly nervous.

Hesitating, he started to raise his hand to place on her back, then chickened out and left it at his side, deciding it would be better to feel things out, first.

He wasn't the only one drunk last night, and it would be just like him to screw this up before it started.

"Do you need t'get looked at?"

[noteasytobepink]

"Nah, nothing broken. And I've taken a lot worse in my day." She had! She was a bonafide hero and all! "Plus could you imagine what Doc would have to say to us?!" Really? The man would RIP THEM A NEW ONE.

"I'll stretch it all out and get some running and such done tonight. For now I'm being comfy and lazy." She kissed his belly and snuggled back down. "And headachey. I am also headachey."

[no_andy_taylor]

Bill winced and nodded.

"Y'got a point." He already got his ass kicked, he didn't need to get it chewed out, too.

He smiled at the kiss.

"I'm glad I make such a good pillow," he chuckled. "Y'want some aspirin?"

He could sure use some, but wouldn't move if she was truly that comfortable. He rather liked this position, too.

[noteasytobepink]

"I try to make sense," she admitted. It was a good trait to have honestly, else people tended to to want to follow her! "And I try to avoid getting chewed out. Life's easier that way." A lot easier, though she could take a justified reaming if she had to.

Just...not today.

Anyway.

"Oh...yeah, guess we should huh?" But aspirin involved moving and that was something she really didn't want to do. "Would make sense to get some water and aspirin..."

[no_andy_taylor]

"Might help," he replied, with about as much commitment to get up in his voice as she had.

"Can get breakfast, too, if you're hungry."

[noteasytobepink]

"Oh god don't talk about food right now!" If he had any love for her at all he wouldn't mention food again for at least a few more hours! "Water, aspirin, back to bed?"

[no_andy_taylor]

He couldn't help it, he barked a laugh to that. It made the pounding in his head flair up, but her reaction struck him as funny.

"Alright, m'sorry."

Bill was a believer in the hangover cure, which in his mind meant biscuits and gravy. He knew she didn't like them, though, and had thought he was being nice by leaving her options open by just offering breakfast.

She was a 'no food at all' after a long night kind of person, though, which was good to know. Water and aspirin it would be.

"Go ahead an' stay here, I'll go an' get it."

He patted her shoulder in comfort, and to signal he was going to move to get up.

[noteasytobepink]

She'd nibble something in a few hours; when it didn't hurt to sit up! For now she was totally nesting the blankets though.

And seriously debating whether she was going to let him get up.

"Hard choices. Get pain killers and water or...keep you in bed. Curse you!" Alas, she probably needed teh water at least so she lifted her head off his belly.

[no_andy_taylor]

Bill felt a slight flush come to his features, but with the way Clarice was laying she shouldn't be able to see it.

Rolling out from beneath her, he was careful not to jar her too much as he got up.

"I'll be back in a minute, an' you can go on usin' me as a pillow."

[noteasytobepink]

"Your spot may have bene taken by the tim eyou get back!" She teased softly. "I hear the actual pillows want a chance to step in..." And she snagged one to stuff under head, naturally.

"Oh, you could have competition..."

[no_andy_taylor]

"Y'mean you'd replace me so quick with a bag of fluff?" He sounded wounded, truly.

Chuckling, he left the room and headed for the kitchen.

It wasn't the straightest line anyone ever walked, but he managed with some support from the wall. Making a pit stop on the way there, he grabbed a bottle of Tylenol from the bathroom, then went to the kitchen for two bottled waters.

He also rooted around for something to put in his stomach that was still somewhat determined to turn itself inside out. Without the time, or strength really, to make the biscuits he wanted, he settled for a cold piece of fried chicken from the fridge.

Tossing the leg bone into the trash, he headed back to the bedroom. Sitting on the edge of the mattress, he shook out a pair of pills into his palm, and offered them to her along with one of the waters.

"I bet that pillow ain't nice enough t'get you painkillers."

[noteasytobepink]

"Glad I cna entertain you with tales of your replacement!" she called after him as he chuckled. Really, it would serve him right if he couldn't have his role back!

Hmmph.

"It isn't very ambulatory so no." But she was still curled firmly upon it anyway! "That's for kinder men, with legs and all, but it does make a good pillow." She held up a hand for pills as a matter of course though.

[no_andy_taylor]

He handed the pills over, followed by the water, and took a pair himself as well.

"Well I hope you two are very happy together, then," he replied, setting the water on the nightstand and settling back on the mattress.

"I'll just be over here, enjoyin' my space an' all, I suppose."

[noteasytobepink]

She accepted the pills gratefully and tossed them back with a good half of the water. She knew what was important in these situations (hydration)! "MMm, we are a happy couple," she admitted easily. "But we're very open to the idea of a threesome." Very very open!

"And you have to admit space is really overrated."

[no_andy_taylor]

Bill cast his eyes sideways at her, and felt heat flush his features some.

Shaking his head at laughing, he moved to make room for her.

"It might be, is awful lonely. So, if you wanna join me I sure won't say no."

[noteasytobepink]

"Oh good, I like spicing up my relationships, especially in light of pillow-dates." She grinned and turned around on the bed so she could flop the pillow up by Bill's shoulder before curling against him again.

He made a better pillow after all.

And he didn't her wrapping her legs around one of his or her slipping a hand under his shirt to rest her palm on his belly did he? "Wouldn't want you lonely either."

[no_andy_taylor]

His abs jumped beneath her touch, but that wasn't him minding at all. In fact, her actions encouraged him to go ahead and put his arms around her, one palm resting on her lower back, and the other wrapped around her hip.

He even pressed a kiss to her crown, touched by her words even if it was just banter.

"I think I'm safe from that, now." Thanks to her.