[Murdoc can't help but ignore the soft tingle that the hum sends down his spine.
He's watching him idly, as much as he can while still in a comfortable position. It's then that he begins to grow concerned, when he realises the hand on his back isn't doing anything. He feels stupid and inept and like he shouldn't be here all at once.
He watches more carefully as Dirk shifts, feeling a knot twist in his stomach. Right now, he wouldn't be surprised if Dirk wants to sit up and tell him to leave.
So, when Dirk actually curls around him, he tenses a little in surprise before he gently places a hand on Dirk's head, running his fingers through his hair and shooshing him in a quiet voice.
He puts a leg up on the bed, pulling himself onto the bed and closer to Dirk. He knows he should be comforting him right now, the silence is doing nobody any good. So he just talks and hopes like hell he says something worthwhile.]
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He's watching him idly, as much as he can while still in a comfortable position. It's then that he begins to grow concerned, when he realises the hand on his back isn't doing anything. He feels stupid and inept and like he shouldn't be here all at once.
He watches more carefully as Dirk shifts, feeling a knot twist in his stomach. Right now, he wouldn't be surprised if Dirk wants to sit up and tell him to leave.
So, when Dirk actually curls around him, he tenses a little in surprise before he gently places a hand on Dirk's head, running his fingers through his hair and shooshing him in a quiet voice.
He puts a leg up on the bed, pulling himself onto the bed and closer to Dirk. He knows he should be comforting him right now, the silence is doing nobody any good. So he just talks and hopes like hell he says something worthwhile.]
S'alright, love. Everythin' will be fine.