A/N: I'm really sorry guys, I completely forgot about updating this while writing In Reverse, even though I had a few more left. But now I'm back to writing drabbles since my baby is over (*sobs*), I wrote 3 more tonight already. I'm going to post two tonight :) Thank you all so much for the reviews, especially to "A fan" (aww) who very kindly reminded last week that I should update XD
This was written with the prompts Pillow and Melody. It was also written before we learned all about Peter's and Olivia's favorite sleeping position.
PILLOW & MELODY
At times, Peter wondered why there even was a pillow for her in his bed, since 9 times out of 10, she was using his body as one. Not that he complained in the least. He would have to be mad not to enjoy every second she spent with her ear pressed upon his chest. Sometimes, when he spooned up behind her, she still curled up in her sleep, and ended up using his arm to rest her head, completely numbing the limb after a few hours in that position. He didn't care. Having her in his bed -besides the obvious very enjoyable aspect of it- was all kind of wonderful.
He would never have guessed that of her, but the very private Olivia Dunham was incredibly chatty while snuggling. She was opened and honest, almost dreamy at time. Once, as her cheek rested on his chest, her fingers lazily playing with the light hair scattered there, she had murmured that his heartbeat was the most beautiful melody she had ever heard.
She rarely used her pillow, but the few times she did were enough to impregnate the linen with her scent. He knew that because on the rare nights they did not spend together, he always ended up burying his face in it, breathing in deeply, feeling like an addict in desperate need of a fix. That was the only way he could fall asleep now, with her scent invading his lungs and soothing his senses.
He wouldn't want it any other way.