Room 334, Copacabana Palace, Rio, Sunday Morning

[whenshewasnice]

Despite some major bumps along the way, this Spring Break week had righted itself eventually, even if it hadn't been without a lot of painful past things discussed. Natalie supposed that was something you did when you wanted your relationship to be about more than just hanging out.

Not that that made it any easier.

But waking up seemed to be easy today, at least in the sense that coming into consciousness wasn't immediately followed by being metaphorically hit in the face with the mistakes of days past. With a sigh, she covered the arm around her with her own, and slid her fingers between Sam's. This morning was already better than the previous one had been.

[ooc: For one, and inna separate post to not break the trip one (again, sorry about that)!]

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[necroslacker]

This time, at least, Sam actually was asleep and not just faking a doze to try and ignore the tension in the room. It was a light sleep, not something he'd hold onto long especially when she was waking up and touching him and that was starting to filter in.

He sighed against the back of her neck and moved a leg between hers, able to feel that skin against skin even in his sleep. It would never not feel nice to him.

[whenshewasnice]

It was pretty great, he wasn't wrong. Natalie sighed again, leaning back into him some more.

She was actually glad she'd already woken up, even if she hadn't actually opened her eyes yet. Otherwise she might have missed this. And that would have been bad because this was one of those magical moments were things were simple and quiet.

[necroslacker]

Sam shifted again, moving till his lips were pressed against her neck and her hair was tickling his face. It was safe to say he was more awake than asleep at this point. He hadn't said anything yet but his fingers moved around hers and he exhaled quietly, letting his warm breath hit her skin again.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie's eye blinked open, finally, and she gave his fingers a little squeeze. Acknowledging movement.

"Morning," she said, quietly, voice a little hoarse from sleep.

[necroslacker]

"Hey," he answered after a second or two spent clearing his throat and getting himself a little more awake. "Morning. How's it going? Sleep okay?"

[whenshewasnice]

"Yeah." Better than the last few nights, definitely. But then that really was no surprise. "You?"

[necroslacker]

"When I actually did fall asleep, it was good," he murmured, nuzzling the back of her neck and smiling. "Kinda sad that it's the last day for this type of thing."

Well, they'd probably sleep with each other again but Sam hoped she knew what he meant. He hated that they'd wasted a few days being sullen and silent at each other.

[whenshewasnice]

While Natalie would have argued she hadn't been sullen because she was too neutral in her manners for that, she otherwise agreed. It had been a waste, since this was pretty great, this closeness.

"Mmm."

Usually, that was just an idle sound of agreement or something like it, but right now it sounded like she was thinking about something.

[necroslacker]

"Mmmhmm." Well, he could make what he thought were idle sounds too while he kept nuzzling against her neck and cuddled up against her. He didn't want to move until he absolutely had to. There was still packing to do but...later.

[whenshewasnice]

Later. Definitely later. This was supremely comfortable, after all. And that pushed a few of her thoughts forward.

"Maybe," she said softly, as if thinking out loud, "it doesn't have to be the last."

[necroslacker]

"Well yeah, I'm sure we'll find ways to sleep together again," Sam amended, not quite getting at what she might be hinting at. It was early and he wasn't the smartest person in the world. "I just meant as a daily thing, you know."

[whenshewasnice]

That was fine. Natalie didn't need him to get it right away, anyway. The idea itself was only half formed so far.

"So did I."

[necroslacker]

"Hmm?"

Sam picked his head up a bit and propped it up with the arm that wasn't around her.

"What are you thinking about, Nat?"

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie turned her head a little too see him, and there was a brief flicker of a smile to see him so close.

She shrugged the shoulder that wasn't pressing into the mattress. "I think they let you request other rooms in the dorms."

[necroslacker]

"You wanna be roommates?" Sam asked, sounding slightly surprised but not in a bad way. He just hadn't expected that idea to get itself into her head. "What brought that on?"

[whenshewasnice]

Another vague shrug. "This?" She happened to like this. Even if living in close quarters had the potential to make that not-really-sullen thing extra awkward. "It's just something to think about."

[necroslacker]

"This is pretty amazing," he agreed, leaning forward to kiss the spot behind her ear. "I just thought you might want to keep your space. Wanting to live with me is just asking for personal space invasions all the time when I just wanna cuddle with you."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie chuckled, quietly. "I'm sure you'd learn to work on your timing."

Because he wasn't wrong, she did like her space sometimes.

[necroslacker]

"Mmm, it might me nice though," Sam agreed, settling back down behind her and sighing. "Wouldn't have to worry about making roommates uncomfortable if we wanted to have sleepovers."

[whenshewasnice]

"Wouldn't accidentally go a week without seeing each other because we were too busy," Natalie replied. For a given value of 'busy'. "Or have to plan too far ahead."

[necroslacker]

"See?" Sam kissed the back of her shoulder this time. "You do miss me. I knew you missed me when I wasn't around. I knew it."

[whenshewasnice]

"I did miss you," Natalie replied, because she knew when not to argue pointlessly about things they both knew were true. Plus, she'd liked that kiss. "A significant amount."

[necroslacker]

"I like the idea of rooming together," he told her, words muffled by her shoulder. He kissed that spot again. "If you think you'll be able to deal with me, we should definitely consider it."

[whenshewasnice]

"Mm." That was one of those idle sounds again. "Then we'll consider it. But no rush."

It was a tiny little bit of commitment, after all. No good rushing.

[necroslacker]

"No rush," Sam agreed before he actually started shifting a bit more. He moved her around slightly, trying to get her body underneath his. He wanted his weight to be pressing her down gently into the mattress and he wanted to see her face now.

He moved to pin her wrists lightly on either side of her head. She could easily overpower him but he was in a good mood and feeling a little playful. "Last morning in Brazil. What should we do?"