Somehow she had ended up in his bed and he held her close to him running a soothing hand with a light touch through her hair, his breathing even, he started to hum quietly murmuring occasionally lyrics, of an old Altarian lullaby.
Kat tried to stay awake, listening to him hum a gentle tune. His voice was so warm and she could feel herself growing more sleepy by the moment. She’d have to tell him he had a lovely voice when she awoke.
((Hello Mun, what do you think Alberto’s vocal range would be? I think he’s more on the base side but I could see him being a tenor too.))
|‡ (hello Mun! Let me know if my fluff response went through (: hope all is well!)|
Alberto looked over to see her climbing in his bed and was confused for a long moment. “Hello?” He asked unsure of what else to say. He wasn’t sure how he felt about her being in his bed, he didn’t dislike it, but at the same time, he wasn’t sure it was appropriate for her to be there. “Did you want to sleep with me?”
((It did I’m going to get those in a bit))
She looked up at him and nodded shyly, burying her face into the mattress a little.
"Sorry, Alberto," she murmured. "I…don’t want to be alone right now. Is it okay if I stay here?"
Alberto smiled a little at her shyness, there was no way he could tell her no like that. “You’re welcome to then, I don’t mind.” He replied.
She smiled happily and nodded.
"Okay, thank you Alberto."
She paused for a moment, then continued, “Also…can we… hold hands while we sleep?”
Her cheeks were pink at her request and she was sure he’d say no. Still, she couldn’t help but want to ask just the same.
Alberto paused at her request. It wasn’t a difficult one, and it wasn’t overly inappropriate and if it would make her happy then perhaps… could he really? Deciding to try he reached out to take her hand in his. “How is that?” He asked.
Her eyes widened a little at seeing him take her hand. He really was okay with it! She turned her hand so that she could hold his back, her fingers curling around his hand. She nodded with a smile, her eyes now shining with love and adoration.
"Yes, this is perfect, Alberto," she agreed, watching him happily.
Alberto held her hand in return as he stared at the ceiling a moment in thought before turning to look at her and looking over to her, before giving her a small smile. “I’m glad I could make you happy.” He replied.
She gazed at him contentedly. “I’m afraid with me, that’s a fact easily done when it comes to you.”
She squeezed his hand. “I doubt you could ever make me unhappy,” she added with a shy kind of confidence.
|✘im curious to see where he'll pick|
Alberto paused inhaling softly before coming to lift her hand in his as he smiled at her. “It’s been a while…” He murmured coming to press a kiss to her knuckles. Stepping forward he had a soft blush come to his face at his next action. “I missed you.” He said coming to kiss her forehead.
((It’s a guessing game with him, sometimes he’s just like well damn all the rules, and protocols, and other times he’s like let me be the most polite gentlemen I can be.))
She smiled up at him apologetically “I’m sorry if I embarrassed you. Would you be more comfortable if I let go of your hands?”
Alberto came to look at her, but shook his head slightly, “It’s alright I don’t mind if you would like to continue holding them.”
She nodded, keeping her grip on them. “Then…I won’t let go.”
She looked down at his fingers. “You have warm hands, Alberto. I’m jealous.
His face could have melted off at this point, every word making him more aware of the hand holding between them, of the contact, yet he had no intention of breaking it. “Are they?” He asked.
"Yes," she answered, nodding. "But, it’s not a bad kind of warm. I feel safe, cared for, loved, when I hold your hands."
She blushed lightly and looked up at him. “I probably sound really strange…”
Alberto stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her for a moment not saying anything, though his cheeks we’re lightly pink, before he pulled back and internally shook himself. “I’m sorry that was rude, and I shouldn’t have done that with out asking.” He apologized.
Her cheeks were light pink as she responded, “Oh, no, it’s alright. You can hug me whenever you want. I don’t mind at all.” She paused, then looked back up at him.
"I…really enjoyed it. You give good hugs, Alberto."
Alberto face went pink ever more so, at her words. He gave good hugs? Well that was something new, nor was it something he had heard before. The thought made him rather self-conscious. “Thank you…”
She smiled up at him warmly. “Of course!” She chuckled lightly. “I’ll one of your hugs any day, dear Alberto.”
He nodded and shifted his stance a little, clearing his throat. “I will try to give them more then.”
Kat smiled and nodded. “Okay, I’ll hold you to it! Of course, if you want a hug, I’ll always give one!”