Sleeping Issues

"Leon, stop hogging my side of the bed..." Stephanie Summers grumbled drowsily as the body next to her rolled over, almost squashing her in the process.

"I am not..." Leon Garcia de Asturias's sleepy voice muttered from somewhere behind her head. "I'm sleeping..."

Stephanie sat up, for what seemed the hundreth time that night, and looked down at Leon, who had taken up more than his side of the bed. "I never knew you were such a bad sleeping partner." She pushed him back over, where he gave a dissatisfied grunt and took her pillow instead.

Stephanie threw up her hands in exasperation before getting up quietly and left her room, making sure to grab a robe to keep warm.

Earlier on, Leon had showed up at her front doorstep, looking like he had just fallen down three mountains. He had grinned and said that his new make-over was courtesy of a few vamps he ran into on his latest mission, and now he was so... so... tired, so could he spend the night here instead and return to the Vatican tomorrow.

Stephanie had taken one look at his cuts and bruises and ordered him into the kitchen.

That was before she'd figured out that he was a bed-hogger.
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"Ow!! Now that hurts, sweetheart!"

"Well, I'm not the best doctor you've ever met.. And neither am I a doctor either, so this is the best I can do. Hold still and I'll try not to make it hurt."

Leon grinned. "Love, you make the best doctor in the world. I couldn't ask for more."

Stephanie paused in the act of dabbing his cuts and smiled faintly. "Thank you, Leon... Let's continue, shall we?"

"Ow!! Careful there, love!"

"Oops...... sorry.. hehehehe....."

"Heh. So, how's life at the cafe? Ow!!"

"Ahhhh!! Sorry!!!"

With that, the the evening passed with painful exclamations, sarcastic remarks, and words of love.
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Stephanie ran a hand through her messy hair as she sat at her dining table, sipping a hot mug of milk. Was she really dreaming of leaving Leon alone in bed like that? Maybe she had been a little selfish... Stephanie had never really shared a bed before, and this was probably her second or third time, so she should learn how to give.

Sighing, she drained her mug of milk and left it in the sink. This whole house, big as it may be, was hers and hers alone. Memories happened here, good and bad, and she didn't- no- couldn't forget them. And upstairs, in that little barred room.... her darkest memory was recorded there...

All alone, with no one for her now....

Poor child.... first her mother, then her father....

Alone.... in that house....

She's always alone...

No one... alone...

Alone...

Alone......

"No... shut up.... go away...." Stephanie leaned on the sink, balling her hands into fists as she shut out the voices of her demons. She wouldn't give in to them, not now.

Taking a deep breath, she turned around and walked up the stairs to her room, opening the door quietly to see that Leon had indeed taken her space again. Eyebrow twitching, she pushed him aside and got into bed, earning a groan from him.

"I wish you would stop doing that, love..." Leon mumbled drowsily.

"And I wish you would stop taking my side of the bed," Stephanie grumbled yet again, turning on her side. She had just managed to fall asleep when true enough, she felt him press up against her back again.

Sighing, she gave up and turned, fitting herself into his curves, melting her body to his so she was comfortable. In an answer, Leon 's arm went around her waist and he too, shifted so they were both comfortable.

"Mmmmmm...." he murmured from somewhere above her head, his chest vibrating. "That's better...."

Stephanie laughed quietly. "You sneaky little cheat.. you've been waiting to do that all night, haven't you?"

Leon chuckled sleepily. "Maybe... Good night, love.... I love you..."

"Night, my dear Leon.... I love you too..."

Within minutes, they were both sound asleep.