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In the Silence of the Night Sky

Summary:

“Grian.”
“Grian, come on mate.”
“Grian.”
“You’re definitely not asleep.”

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Day three of GrumboWeek: Sleep

Notes:

Fic title from Louise Glück, "Telescope"

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

“Grian.”

“Grian, come on mate.”

“Grian.”

“You’re definitely not asleep.”

“I know you’re not asleep because you hate falling asleep on the couch. It always gives you a crick in your neck, and that means Scar gets to call you old in the morning, and… well, then you kill him.” 

“...Maybe you do like falling asleep on the couch. But then, you could kill Scar outside of that without being insulted, so. Don’t give me that!”

“Grian, come on, my back is killing me.”

“Mate, you could at least move a little… oh, don’t grumble like that, you’re laying on me. This is a luxury experience, mate, you shouldn’t take it for granted.”

“... Are you really asleep?”

“...”

“It would be really convenient if you woke up right now.”

“No, I mean it. You’re digging into my side, it’s- it’s very annoying, I’ll have you know. Very. Totally.”

“...” 

“You know, you’re almost peaceful like this.”

“Nothing to say to that? Really?”

”You’re... actually asleep. Of course you are, you wouldn’t be able to resist proving me wrong otherwise."

"I’m frankly shocked you’re not trying to prove me wrong in your dreams. Like, an annoy Mumbo bell is surely going off, or something.”

“You know I don’t mean that. Or- well, I do. But you know, I love it when you annoy me. It’s really like- it’s very endearing, and-”

“-I should just shut up.”

“Has anyone told you your wings are really warm? Like, I am sweating mate, and it’s cold in here.”

“... they’re soft, too. You know that, though.”

“...”

“They’re pretty.”

“...”

“You’re pretty.”

“Still asleep. Hm.”

“I’m going to go blow something up.”

“Are you sure you’re not poultry man? Like, can you prove it? I’ve never seen you both in the same room, you know.”

“...”

“I think I might… I should really shut up.”

“That’s asking a lot, though. Isn’t it.”

“Your face is all smoothed out right now, you know. You seem happy, whatever you’re dreaming about. Probably blowing things up, right?”

“Do you ever dream about…”

“This is sad. This is sad, right?”

“I could just ask you. I should just ask you. But instead, you’re in my lap, and I’m not sure if I want you to wake up or not, because this couch really isn’t that nice to sleep on, but I don’t want this to end, and I know that it’s going to have to, but I don’t-”

“Grian?”

“...”

“Are you awake?”

“...”

“I have a prank in mind.”

“...”

“There’s a new button in my base, and even I don’t know what it does. If you respond, I’ll let you press it.”

“...”

“If you don’t speak, I’m going to tickle you.”

“...”

“I… you have a pretty face, you know. Even when you’re not sleeping.”

“That’s weird. I just- I just meant- I like it. Even when it looks a little evil.”

“Not that you look evil, it’s just, sometimes you get this look in your eyes that spells trouble, and… I like it.”

“More than I should, maybe.”

“Still asleep?”

“Good. It’s just, sometimes I think it. I look at you, and I think of what I want to say, and I just… I don’t know. I come up with a hundred ways I could tell you I love you, and then they all fall apart, and-”

“Oh.”

“...”

“...”

“I said it then, didn’t I?”

“It’s… pretty sad, now that I think about it, that the only way I can say it is when I’m sure you won’t hear.”

“But- well. Maybe it’s good practice for next time.”

“Maybe…”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“Goodnight, Grian.”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...Mumbo?”

“Oh, you’re- you fell asleep.”

“...”

“Don’t you hate this couch, though? You’re going to be uncomfortable.”

“Oh, well. If you’re sore in the morning, it’s not on me.”

“...”

“...”

“Oh, fine. Don’t look at me like that. With your- your closed, judgy eyes, and your mustache. Very judgemental. Don’t say I never do anything for you.”

“Let me just-”

“...”

“Still asleep?”

“Good.”

“You know, you don’t weigh that much.”

“This is just out of selfishness, you know. Otherwise, Scar’s going to call me old, even though he’s older than me by a year, and- and…”

“There.”

“You can- you can sleep here for tonight. Not like it’s the first time, right?”

“Should… Should I wake you?”

“Nah. You look tired. Just… scooch over- there. That’s good, that’s enough.”

“...”

“...”

“You know, I…”

“...”

“I don’t know.”

“...”

“You’re cute when you snore, is all.”

“And annoying.”

“Definitely annoying.”

“...”

“That’s the dumbest thing I’ve said this week. Forget it. Forget I said anything.”

“...”

“...”

“Sleep well, Mumbo.”

Notes:

And with this, I am now caught up to GrumboWeek's timeline!... and also caught up with all my prewritten stuff, so we'll see how long this lasts LOL. Not that I had much prewritten anyways, but!
There's another fic posting consecutively with this, mostly because I always thought it was kind of neat when Ao3 sent out an email with 2+ fics posted at once, and I wanted to get in on that. And also to catch up, but, you know.

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