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You sighed, resigning yourself to a sleepless night. You just couldn’t get comfortable, and as such, just couldn’t get to bed.

You got up, deciding to wander the mansion after-hours. There was usually at least one other up, maybe you could strike up some late-night conversation. However, you weren’t expecting a certain blue elf suddenly appearing in front of you.

You had to stop yourself from shouting out in surprise. “Kurt!” you scolded at a whisper. “I almost woke up half the mansion!”

“Sorry. I hard you walking around and I wanted to make sure I caught you,” Kurt said. “Can’t sleep?”

You shook your head. “Nope,” you replied with a bit of a frown.

“Well, you certainly aren’t going to be getting any sleep wandering around,” he commented.

“I’m also not going to be getting any sleep with my recent adrenaline rush from when you teleported in front of me,” you pointed out. Kurt gave you an apologetic look.

“Hank always says camomile tea helps calm the mind,” Kurt commented, putting his arm around you to lead you to the kitchen.

After finishing the tea, you and Kurt decided to head back to your room. He was lounged back in your bed, his arm wrapped around you and his tail lazily draped across your lap.

“Feeling a bit more tired?” Kurt asked softly, slowly rubbing his hand up and down your arm.

“A bit,” you replied, feeling your eyelids get heavy. You curled into Kurt slightly.

Kurt started humming what sounded like a lullaby but wasn’t one you were familiar with. You closed your eyes and just listened, wrapping an arm around Kurt as if he was an oversized teddy bear. Kurt’s hand slid down to your back, finding it easier to reach than your arm now.

You don’t know at what point you fell asleep, but the next morning, you woke up before Kurt. You still had your arm wrapped around him, but he was almost completely curled around you, with both his arms and his tail wrapped around you. You’d have to wait until he woke up before you could move, but you didn’t mind, enjoying just listening to him breathe and feeling his slight movements as he slept.

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