Starter prompt:
"Start with the line 'The silence woke her.'"
The silence woke her. It was something she supposed she'd gotten used to unconsciously. His steady breathing, the beating of his heart, the slight murmurs in his sleep. She slowly rolled over, no longer facing the grey wall, gradually coming to a seating position. She walked across the small room and into the bathroom, filling her glass and taking a couple small sips. She placed the glass back on the sinks edge and made her way back into the bedroom. Once again sitting on the bed pulling her knees up to her chest, resting her forehead on her kneecaps.
The buzzing of the door grabbed her attention, she leaned over and pushed a button on the panel next to her bed, allowing the door to unlock. He stood in the doorway, scruffy hair and pyjamas adding to the look. He crossed the threshold, turning briefly to re-lock the door.
"Couldn't sleep either?" She said quietly, the humour sounding almost haunted, although she chalked that up to the unearthly hour. He gave her a smile, then slowly approached her, grabbing hands that she hadn't realised had resumed their previous position wrapped around her knees.
"Now how am I supposed to sleep without my bed buddy?" He winked at her while interlocking their fingers. She smiled and poked her tongue at him. Before she knew what was happening she was in the air, the doorway of the bathroom before her.
"Trip! Put me down. Now!" The laughter did not convince him, in fact giving him incentive to smack her bum. The light atmosphere did not feel loud or unnatural, despite the odd hour. For a brief second she worried what her neighbors would think, but that thought was thrown out of her head a Trip spun her through the air. He allowed her body to slid down, toes almost touching the floor, flush against his own form.
"Can't have bad behaviour go unpunished, now can we?" She barely caught his cheeky expression before she was flying again, Trip spinning them this way and that, before collapsing on top of her on the bed. Arms still tight around her waist, his head tilted up to stare at her, smile adorning his face. They both stayed still, almost as if frozen, then a giggle from Hoshi seemed to break the reverie.
"Now missy, time for bed." He crawled his way up the bed, somehow pulling the bedding with him, flipped her toward the wall and tucked himself in the perfect spoon behind her. Both fell asleep small smiles adorning their faces.