Heartbeat, Rise and Fall
A/N: Title
explanation - Have you ever noticed that the first thing you notice
when you wake up against someone else is either their heartbeat or
the rise and fall of their chest? And how the two melt together, sort
of, to form their own little rhythm? That's where the title comes
from.
She
fell asleep against him without realizing it, and he apparently had
not pushed her away. This was the first thing Robin noticed when she
woke up to find her face pressed against something that sounded as if
a drum were inside. Something with buttons and black fabric. She
started slightly, attempting to push herself up, but was trapped by
an arm.
Robin began to apologize, but it died on her lips when she noticed that Amon was also asleep. She took a moment to study him. He breathed lightly; his eyes moved beneath the lids. His lips were parted slightly, and his head was tilted as though his chin had rested atop her crown before she moved.
She reached to move his arm from her, trembling slightly, at the fear of waking him. Surely Amon hadn't meant to pull her closer, and to fall asleep as well. He had simply fallen victim to the exhaustion that had overcome them both of late, and fallen asleep before he could successfully push her away. Hadn't he?
Robin hesitated, her breath catching in her throat. For a moment, she put her head back against his chest, feeling the softness of the fabric against her cheek, hearing his heartbeat, noting how her vision rose and fell slightly as his chest moved. It would be easy to fall asleep again this way...but she couldn't. Slowly, feeling the coolness seeping into her as she pulled away from the heat Amon's body provided, Robin extricated herself. She rose from the sofa and padded to her room, to fall asleep there.
Hours later, Amon's eyes flickered open and he woke to find his ward no longer slumped against him. Disappointment flashed before he schooled his features to their usual state, rose, and went to his own room for the rest of the night.