[She could have fallen asleep like that, but since he’s asking…]

[It takes some shuffling, but Aubrey tries to position herself between Eren and the back of the couch, wrapping her arms snugly around him. She rests her face by his nape, tangle of hair be damned. And a nice thing about this place is that when she wants the lights out, there’s no need to reach; they dim with her will, bathing the two of them steadily in a late evening glow.]

[Aubrey closes her eyes, and breathes him in.]