Nari hasn't done anything for the better part of the day- for the better part of the week, actually- but it doesn't stop her eyelids from getting heavy when Jamie's fingers sort through her long hair. Jamie is delicately braiding it with ease and precision at Nari's request.

They'd gotten used to each other as easily as Nari had gotten used to the sounds and smells of Jamie's home, becoming familiar with one another the same way Nari had memorized the path to the bathroom in pitch-black with eyes half-closed in the middle of the night. The silence in the room was far from uncomfortable- instead of anxiety and expectation, Nari almost felt like it was something to be cherished and protected. They'd break it in time, regretfully, but not for the long moments it took Jamie to style Nari's hair into a crown on top of her head.

Afterward, Jamie's cool fingertips brush over the soft hairs at the nape of Nari's neck, eliciting a chuckle as Nari catches Jamie's hand in her own, bringing it to her lips to press a kiss to the offending fingertips even as the lazy warmth of the moment hung in her eyes.

"Well?" If there was a syllable worth breaking the silence, it wasn't that one. "Am I beautiful now?" Nari's hands frame her own jawline, a playful sort of Glamour Shots pose from yesteryear. Jamie sighs heavily with the weight of the question, scanning her eyes over Nari's face as her girlfriend begins to smile without even receiving an answer. They both know that she already knows what it'll be.

"Bubba, you're gorgeous."