You know, these were all supposed to have been like, 100 words or less, but no. I have zero self-control. So here's 350 words.
When Rey wakes up, she notices that the space beside her is empty. The sheets are still rumpled and slightly warm, but Ben is gone. She's not worried though, as it isn't unusual for him to not be in bed.
She sits up and stretches her arms above her head before leaning against the headboard. A yawn escapes her as her arms lower back down to rest in her lap. The silence in the room is enjoyable, and if Rey tries hard enough, she can faintly hear the sound of baby porgs chirping. She could hear the shuffling of people making their way down the hallway, chattering with one another.
A small cough brings her out of her musings, and she turns her head towards source. Ben is standing with his arms crossed, leaning against their bedroom doorway. "Glad to see you're up," he says, his voice deep and soothing.
"Mhmm," Rey mumbles as she swings her legs over the side of the bed, leaving them to dangle over the edge. She raises her arms up, motioning for him to come towards her.
Ben chuckles as he pushes himself off the frame and strides over to her. He sits down beside her, and Rey immediately scoots as close to him as she can and leans into him. His arm wraps around her shoulders and he rests his cheek atop her head.
Rey sighs and tilts her head up, kissing his jaw softly. "How did you sleep last night?" she whispers.
"Better than normal, actually. I got a decent amount of rest, I think. Maybe four or five hours?"
"That's good."
And it was. She knew that Ben struggled when it came to sleeping, and he was never able to doze off for more than an hour, if he was lucky enough to sleep at all. Something always kept him up, whether it be nightmares or his own thoughts, and it seemed like nothing could help him. So the fact that he got more than an hour, let alone five, was a huge improvement.
Ben was getting better.
"That's really good."
Bet you were expecting angst when you read the word. Sike.