Danny let out another frustrated noise and lay there twiddling his fingers.
He loved being lazy, but it was starting to get forced out of him by habit. He was starting to get used to always moving, always patrolling, always desperately trying to keep up on schoolwork. There was never any time to relax, and now during those rare times that there was, he was so used to running around and fighting he had trouble doing it anymore.
For a few minutes, he lay there, arms folded on his chest, thumbs twiddling, looking around aimlessly.
Then he sort of let out a sigh, sat up enough to drag himself closer to Sam and leaned back so his head was on her stomach.
What? There'd been a rock pocking into his head.
(...And it was somehow more easy to relax this way.)
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He loved being lazy, but it was starting to get forced out of him by habit. He was starting to get used to always moving, always patrolling, always desperately trying to keep up on schoolwork. There was never any time to relax, and now during those rare times that there was, he was so used to running around and fighting he had trouble doing it anymore.
For a few minutes, he lay there, arms folded on his chest, thumbs twiddling, looking around aimlessly.
Then he sort of let out a sigh, sat up enough to drag himself closer to Sam and leaned back so his head was on her stomach.
What? There'd been a rock pocking into his head.
(...And it was somehow more easy to relax this way.)