Light
Ahiru sat at the windowsill in her cotton nightgown, her legs tucked up to her chest and hugging her yellow duck pillow close to her heart.
Reading didn't do any good. And all of her bird friends were long past asleep already. The only thing she could do to pass the time was wait and watch, the snow falling softly outside the window. Her small breaths fogged up the glass as she leaned the side of her head on it, blue eyes sleepy and half-lidded.
She didn't want to fall asleep before he came home… she wanted to be awake to greet him. Fakir would have done the same for her. He definitely would have….
And yet, as the minutes ticked by, Ahiru slowly found herself nodding off, eyes drooping shut and head leaning down to her pillow.
Sitting on a hard surface was not the best position to sleep in, but she managed to doze that way for a while. It was impossible to tell what time it was when she finally woke up. But what managed to finally draw her out of slumber was the abrupt flickering of the light, the room suddenly sent into darkness.
Ahiru blearily opened her eyes, unfocused. But once she felt a pair of strong arms slide underneath and pull her up, a lazy smile drew forth on her face. Once he tugged her up to his chest, Ahiru didn't hesitate to wrap her own arms around his neck, clinging. Still half-asleep, she leaned up to press her lips fully to his.
Fakir made a low hum into the kiss, pulling back to softly call her a moron. And with that, he carried her over to their bed, gently settling her in before tugging up the covers over her. She couldn't see what he was doing through the darkness of their room, but a few minutes later he joined her, his weight pressing down on the mattress.
Instinctively, she scooted closer to him, pressing her body up against his. "'M missed you," she mumbled sleepily, nuzzling to his arm.
He drew her close, smiling into her hair.