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Various Not!OffGun Drabbles/Ficlets

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T-Rex nods off to Maetee’s mind-numbing chanting. He had thought it impossible, but eventually exhaustion had overridden annoyance.

And anyway, Maetee in all his fear and paranoia is an interesting study.

T-Rex is half-roused when arms wind around him.

“Okay na?”

T-Rex grunts affirmation and a head comes to rest on his chest.

Only when the morning light peeks in does he fully realize Maetee has clung to him all night. Attempting tact, T-Rex clears his throat, but Maetee frowns in sleep, grip tightening.

T-Rex’s own frown turns to a smile.

Maybe this comfort is exactly what he needs, too.