weaponspecialist:

             _{[ She can feel the tremors roll down his chest as he stifles his laughter and mismatched hues roll up to the ceiling briefly before dropping down once more as a sigh escapes pursed lips. Her elbow finds his side and she presses down firmly. ]}

                                  _{❝ Go back to sleep ❞}

      _{[ There’s an audible oof as air escapes from him when her limb meets his side but it does nothing to stop the laughter. His head leans off the pillow to gather a better look at her and her semi-scowl. ]}

        _{“I was asleep, thank you. Now I don’t want to be.”}