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For prompt 366 - smooth - Resident Alien - Asta Twelvetrees/D'Arcy Bloom - Bedhead
Title: Bedhead
Fandom: Resident Alien
Pairing: Asta Twelvetrees/D'Arcy Bloom
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 200
Prompt: 366- Smooth
Summary: Asta wakes up after a night with D'Arcy with a severe case of bedhead.
The alarm on her phone began to play a bouncy tune, rousing Asta from sleep. She stretched and got out of bed.
D'Arcy rolled over, groaning, “Turn off that... whatever it is.”
“It's 'Maniac' from 'Flashdance'.”
“It's too early. What time is it?”
“Quarter after five. Go back to sleep.”
“You bet I will, after you leave. Unless I can convince you to stay...” she glanced over at Asta, a grin on her face and then broke into laughter. “You have a severe case of bedhead.”
Asta raked her fingers through her hair, attempting to smooth it down. “How's that?”
“It still looks like we had a good time.”
Asta let out a frustrated sigh.
“Let me help,” D'Arcy said, moving herself into a kneeling position on the mattress to face Asta. Asta stepped back toward the bed. D'Arcy's fingers drifted over Asta's hair, brushing through the strands, taking her time, as she finger-combed Asta's long tresses. When she was done, she gave the hair a playful yank. “There you go, good as new.”
“Thank you,” said Asta, leaning in to kiss her.
“My pleasure. See you tonight?”
“Count on it.”
Fandom: Resident Alien
Pairing: Asta Twelvetrees/D'Arcy Bloom
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 200
Prompt: 366- Smooth
Summary: Asta wakes up after a night with D'Arcy with a severe case of bedhead.
The alarm on her phone began to play a bouncy tune, rousing Asta from sleep. She stretched and got out of bed.
D'Arcy rolled over, groaning, “Turn off that... whatever it is.”
“It's 'Maniac' from 'Flashdance'.”
“It's too early. What time is it?”
“Quarter after five. Go back to sleep.”
“You bet I will, after you leave. Unless I can convince you to stay...” she glanced over at Asta, a grin on her face and then broke into laughter. “You have a severe case of bedhead.”
Asta raked her fingers through her hair, attempting to smooth it down. “How's that?”
“It still looks like we had a good time.”
Asta let out a frustrated sigh.
“Let me help,” D'Arcy said, moving herself into a kneeling position on the mattress to face Asta. Asta stepped back toward the bed. D'Arcy's fingers drifted over Asta's hair, brushing through the strands, taking her time, as she finger-combed Asta's long tresses. When she was done, she gave the hair a playful yank. “There you go, good as new.”
“Thank you,” said Asta, leaning in to kiss her.
“My pleasure. See you tonight?”
“Count on it.”
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