Rain in the night [Sakari/Jaakko]
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Title: Rain in the night
Fandom: Year in Hereafter
Characters/Pairing: Sakari Harmonsuo/Jaakko Ilmarinen
Rating: 0+
Length: 47 lines poetry
Summary: Jaakko might have the best sleeping spot, but sometimes he leaves it - every now and then.
Other: Something quick; I just wanted to write these two being cozy.
Rain in the night
Cold night, isn't it
not that you'd notice
up there in your spot
on top of the fireplace,
the best in the house
or so you'd say.
I close my eyes,
wrap the blankets tight
but the pounding rain outside
isn't what I'd call soothing
as it tap-tap-taps
against the window.
Hours and minutes pass
between rain I hear footsteps
and know that it's you –
never one to walk lightly.
The blanket lifts
and you get in
pushing into my space
making room for yourself
muttering at me to move over.
It isn't the first time you've come
to share my bed and blankets
even if you have your own
and I think it's because
you know I'm here sleepless.
This space is too small
not room enough on this bedroll
for the both of us really
but shift a little, move a bit
edge over just so –
then it's all right.
And I don't mind at all
how it feels to have you here
the warmth of your body
rough fingers against my cheek
the kiss you press to my mouth
and a sigh of good night.
Even the rain outside relaxes
and gives up a little,
eases down to soft patting
rhythmic slowness against the glass.
That's more than enough
to drift me to sleep
as your fingers curl in my hair
and I listen to the sound
of the rain in the night.
Fandom: Year in Hereafter
Characters/Pairing: Sakari Harmonsuo/Jaakko Ilmarinen
Rating: 0+
Length: 47 lines poetry
Summary: Jaakko might have the best sleeping spot, but sometimes he leaves it - every now and then.
Other: Something quick; I just wanted to write these two being cozy.
Rain in the night
Cold night, isn't it
not that you'd notice
up there in your spot
on top of the fireplace,
the best in the house
or so you'd say.
I close my eyes,
wrap the blankets tight
but the pounding rain outside
isn't what I'd call soothing
as it tap-tap-taps
against the window.
Hours and minutes pass
between rain I hear footsteps
and know that it's you –
never one to walk lightly.
The blanket lifts
and you get in
pushing into my space
making room for yourself
muttering at me to move over.
It isn't the first time you've come
to share my bed and blankets
even if you have your own
and I think it's because
you know I'm here sleepless.
This space is too small
not room enough on this bedroll
for the both of us really
but shift a little, move a bit
edge over just so –
then it's all right.
And I don't mind at all
how it feels to have you here
the warmth of your body
rough fingers against my cheek
the kiss you press to my mouth
and a sigh of good night.
Even the rain outside relaxes
and gives up a little,
eases down to soft patting
rhythmic slowness against the glass.
That's more than enough
to drift me to sleep
as your fingers curl in my hair
and I listen to the sound
of the rain in the night.