(alexis & romi are dancing when jess enters the living room, both grinning at each other; neither make a sound as beaver is laid across the couch with both babies curled up against his chest, all three boys ʼpeacefullyʼ asleep.)
Jess smiles softly, settling onto the floor beside the couch, laying her head against Beaver’s arm.
(beaver startles & pulls his arm away from her. ae relax slowly upon realising it's just jess, just his lover; ae don't fall back asleep however & instead lay awake under the hood of aer jacket as aer fingers run through jessʼs hair.)
Jess relaxes into it almost instantly, eyes falling closed and leaning into his hand
(alexis & romiley share a knowing look as the two sit down on the opposing couch together, alexis behind romiley, following his wifeʼs finger as she reads a novel — some kind of mythological murder mystery?)
(beaver taps a message to jess.) ʼ-.-. .- - ... . .--. .... --- -. . / .. ... / -.. . .- -..ʼ (catsephone is dead)
Jess flinches a little, looking up at him, the tension that had begun to drain out of her body returning. She doesn’t know how to reply.
(beaver doesn't either - in fact he doesn't say anything further of the matter; ae merely return to massaging her scalp with & leaving small twirled knots in her curls.)
She slowly lays her head down again, leaning into his hand and slowly relaxing all over again.
(at some point jeremiah starts to wake, followed by his brother soon after, thus beaver gets up to keep ʼmiah entertained whilst shea babbles to jess using random words of what he's heard put together to sound vaguely like english, like ʼmusurdʼ & ʼbabyʼ, or on some occasions like now ʼscaryʼ.)
Jess shifts, lifting Shea into her lap, listening to him with nods and gentle promptings
(alexis glances over with a concerned frown as he listens to his grandson babbling of ʼscariesʼ in his sleep. he waits until the young one is quiet before speaking.) ʼʼmight wanna keep a journal of notes of this, the nightmares, to see how often they occur.ʼʼ
Jess nods, “I have one for myself,” she admits softly, kissing Shea’s head, “I know the scaries while you sleep aren’t nice hun,” she tells him softly, “Mama and papa will keep you safe.” She assures him gently
ʼʼno like.ʼʼ (shea mumbles, hiding his face in jessʼs chest.)
(beaver comes back in with ʼmiah kicking his legs, not to get away but—) ʼʼheʼs flying.ʼʼ
Jess smiles softly, wrapping her arms around Shea comfortingly