[It's very sweet, and one of the things Puck actually enjoys. Not that he'd ever admit to it. But he's asleep and not thinking about the consequences right now.
He's comfortable, and pretty close to being happy.
...But then all that wriggling and sighing threatens to burst his happy bubble or whatever it is. He mumbles something unintelligible, and holds on tighter, as if that will make her keep still.]
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He's comfortable, and pretty close to being happy.
...But then all that wriggling and sighing threatens to burst his happy bubble or whatever it is. He mumbles something unintelligible, and holds on tighter, as if that will make her keep still.]