[Edward ends up just sleeping through the night. Exhaustion is... really getting to him and this is the most comfortable and peaceful he's been in. Well. A while.
...And into morning, so Oswald might even wake up first. Edward's been very tired for a very long time.]
[He does--but that's mostly due to his alarm going off on his phone. And he makes an inquisitive sound, as he lifts his head a bit, groaning at the slight pain in his neck from sleeping like that, blinking blearily. His hand is still resting just behind Edward's ear, fingers curled into his hair]
[.....oh. oh hells. Oswald swallows, slowly trying to disentangle his hand from Edward's hair, as if the could avoid drawing attention that it's there somehow alskdhflsd HIS PHONE IS ACROSS THE ROOM HE CAN'T MAKE IT STOP HELP????]
[laksdfslh he jerks his hand back the rest of the way as Edward sits up--and he turns away from him a bit to gather up his files, using the busy work of doing so to hide his face] Yes--but it's fine. It was an accident. I didn't want to wake you after the day you'd had.
[he sets his phone back down, finally turning to look at Edward] I'll just grab my suit for the day, and then you can go back to sleep in a real bed. [the corner of his mouth quirks a bit] Should be significantly more comfortable.
[Edward picks up his phone and swallows. Oh dear god why did he have to fall asleep on Oswald, see, of course he's ruining things. Way to go, genius...
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...And into morning, so Oswald might even wake up first. Edward's been very tired for a very long time.]
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[Edward starts... stirring, a little, at that. The noise, Oswald's movement. And he blinks, a little. Slowly.
...this isn't the bed in Oswald's room.]
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Huh...?
[Did he fall asleep on the couch or--
...
...wait.]
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sure is awake.]
Ah...good morning.
[YEP JUST GONNA....FINISH EXTRACTING HIS HAND....]
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Uh. I-- Good-- Ah...
[oh hell oh hell OH HELL]
D-Did I fall asleep on you...?
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Oh. Um, w-well... Sorry about that, though. I... guess I was more tired than I thought...
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[YEP. JUST GONNA. CROSS THE ROOM. TO TURN OFF HIS PHONE]
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[He's very embarrassed and Oswald probably does mind but he's just not saying it and oh god Edward you idiot...]
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[oh god WHY DID HE SAY THAT]
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Oh?
Was it?
[oh my god HE JUST SAID IT WAS OSWALD WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT]
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[hey you know what he's gonna occupy himself by looking for his own phone because he thinks he remembers having that--
oh there it is
on the floor
mood, phone...]
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Well, um...good. To know. [what]
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He blinks and takes his glasses off, then.]
Ah...
[...Really should've taken those off first...]
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Are your glasses alright?
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A-anyway, I'll just grab my suit--[YEP MAKING FOR THE BEDROOM]
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[yep okay there he goes...
...yep. Edward definitely messed this up.]
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