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The rain pattered against the tent, the noise loud but calming.
Murphy hadn't even heard his tent opening until strong arms wrapped around his waist.
"You awake?" Bellamy asked, rubbing Murphy's abdomen.
Murphy nods, leaning back into the man, his head titling back to rest against bellmays shoulder.
"Barley"
Bellamy chuckled, the noise vibrating against Murphy's back. He loved nights like these, when bellmay would sneak into his tent and just hold him. But of course, it never lasts, because when he wakes up again, Bellamy is gone. Like always