[ The lecture doesn't come. Minato sits back, phone clasped in his hands, with no inclination to interrupt Minako's humming with the voice of his droning, monotonous professor. Lucky dog, he thinks as his eyes slide shut for a moment, in the strange warmth and familiarity of the melody, but he opens them again because he would surely fall asleep otherwise, and because...
He blinks up at the ceiling, wondering if he's heard it before, a long, long time ago if he's so certain he hasn't been sung to sleep in years. Not well enough to know the words, but with Minako's ears covered, he stares out into the darkness, listening a while longer, and then starts humming along, letting the melody come back to him instead of drawing it out of his mind by conscious thought. ]
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He blinks up at the ceiling, wondering if he's heard it before, a long, long time ago if he's so certain he hasn't been sung to sleep in years. Not well enough to know the words, but with Minako's ears covered, he stares out into the darkness, listening a while longer, and then starts humming along, letting the melody come back to him instead of drawing it out of his mind by conscious thought. ]