Awake in the middle of the night
Tags: comfort, slight angst(?), kisses, hugs, mentions of nightmares.
Glancing at the time blinking on the alarm clock at your bedside, you couldn't help but let out a shaky sigh, rustling against the sheets that felt too thick for your frame.
It wasn't that you didn't want to sleep, you just couldn't.
You tried every method in the book- counting each little fish in the sea, thinking about your most memorable moments with rafayel to make you relaxed, constantly blinking your stinging lashes to make them tired.
But nothing seemed to work.
You didn't know whether it was stress keeping you up, or the silent memories of all your failed missions this past week that clung onto your sleep. Now, all you could do was count the minutes left to sunrise and then silently leave.
As you were lost in your thoughts, a hushed whisper from your side disturbed you. You turned over to see the sleeping lemurian- his lavender locks curled and tangled over the pillow covers, hands slightly twitching under the sheets as his dark silky lashes fluttered softly against his pale cheeks. You couldn't help but reach out to hold his trembling hands, giving it a gentle squeeze which seemed to slightly ease the tension between his brows.
You got up from your shared queen sized bed, your heels grazing the cool marble tile as you searched for your fluffy slippers that had been gifted by your beloved on your 100 day anniversary.
You leaned against the kitchen counter, filling yourself with another glass of water, glanced back at the time on the faint pink clock -which was shaped like a butterfly -hanging above the refrigerator.
'Almost five... better start getting ready...' you muttered to yourself, rubbing your eyes as you down the water to numb the burning feeling in your throat.
Suddenly, two arms encircled around your waist and you let out a yelp, turning around to find the familiar set of magenta orbs staring into your flaring and shocked gaze.
"Cutie...don't you know what time it is?" He cut you off, his voice raspy and slightly deep. His gaze didn't hide his concern as he noticed how red your eyes looked. "Couldn't sleep..?" He asked gently, calloused fingers tracing the apple of your cheek. "Why didn't you wake me?" You tried to shy away, too embarrassed to say anything, but those coloured eyes held you in position to answer. "I.. I just..didn't want to disturb you."
Rafayel quietly bit the inside of his cheek. He felt guilty to say that he knew you were going through something, but was too afraid to say anything; Afraid that maybe he would stress you even further to the point you may become distant. And the last thing he wanted was to make you leave him.
But he knew he couldn't hide it anymore. Maybe it was better for you to leave him than just keep hiding stuff from him.
So he lifted you off the ground in an instant, ignoring all the smacks you threw at him which felt like feathers tickling his skin.
He quietly dropped you on the bed, silently climbing on top of you. You quickly shut up, noticing his grave features, like he was about to scold you. (But you knew that he never could)
"I know something is wrong with you.." He stammered, fidgeting with his hands. Your mouth slightly fell open, but shut again as he continued.
"But it's not fair that you keep trying to hide it from me." His head dropped like a sad puppy and it crushed your heart. "I don't want the girl I love to hide stuff from me.. thinking that saying anything would be a burden.." He laid his head on your chest, burying his face inside. You let out a shaky breath, your fingers gliding through his locks.
"I'm sorry.." You whispered to which he was internally ecstatic. Yet, he still groaned, nuzzling into your chest like a toddler stuck on his tantrum.
"I'm soo upset that now you will have to sleep in with me." He whined, to which you let out a soft giggle. "Alright.. I'll agree this once because I feel too bad." Your hands patted his hair, leaning down to place a peck. "I love you too, Rafayel."
He placed a lingering kiss on your cheek and you sighed, leaning into the touch.
He lifted you onto his lap as though you were made of glass, placing your head on his shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist as he hummed a lowly tune in his ancient tongue, calming patting your back.
Sleep slowly crawled up your spine, and soon, you went slump in his arms.
In almost all the years Sylus has lived in his human form, he had never once been blessed with the gift of being a deep sleeper. But once his soul was finally completed with yours, he could at last let down his guard and nuzzle with you -tied in the closest proximity between your bodies.
But one night, as he leaned to rub his cheek against your neck (a way for him to relieve his itchiness without removing his hands from your waist) his skin met with the soft fabric of a cushion. Sleep was gone in an instant as he got up to find his companion, rubbing his eyes like a needy dragon who wants his beloved sorceress.
He searched every room, silently cursing to himself for having such a huge Mansion with so many rooms. No wonder you liked to play hide and seek with the twins.
"Sweetheart?" His voice echoed in the gloomy mansion and yet, he couldn't find your head poking out from one of the rooms, grinning at him with the words "I got you." It was nearly three in the morning and he was starting to grow worried, thinking about all the things that could have made you leave the comfort in his arms.
He was about to make a turn until a warm tint of yellow shone against his skin from the crack of one of the doors, which lead to the small library next to his study. He slowly made his way to room, pushing the door with the back of his hand to take a peek.
He let out a sigh of relief as he saw you, nuzzled within the thin covers of the blanket- which was usually kept in his study during times he slept in. A thick book filled the tiny gap between your hands with the title "Forging weapons 101". He knew you had been wanting to know how to forge hybrids of weapons like him, but was also shocked to find you reading such a book at a time like this.
You let out a soft gasp as he gently called out your name, setting the book aside. "Why are you awake?" You whispered, even though you knew there was barely anyone in the mansion who could hear you-except for the twins, but they were on the second floor, under the covers without their masks.
"I should be asking you the same." He formed a small smirk, mostly hiding his concern at how red your eyes looked. "I couldn't sleep.." you mumbled as he rested his warm palm on your cold cheek. "Nightmares?" He softly asked, to which you silently nodded. He let out a sigh.
You had always been suffering with nightmares, but these days they grew even more intense-managing to shake you out of your sleep almost every night. Sylus knew all this, with him usually trying ways to make you sleep better and sometimes becoming successful. But his powers were growing a bit weak and you knew there was no point relying so much on him. He just opened his arms waiting for you to step in, which you did.
"I'm sorry I can't be of much use.. but know that I'll always be here for you. So don't run away from me." He kissed the crown of your head, rubbing circles on your back. You buried your head into his collar. "I just want to get better." "You will, sweetie. I'll make sure of it."
"Can you talk me to sleep?" You asked, looking up at him with those beautiful eyes he fell in love with.
"I don't think you really need to ask, kitten." He lightly tousled your hair.
So he carried you in his arms, ranting about pretty much anything- let it be his daily progress in his boxing sessions, or which of your favourite brands he likes the most. He tucked you in, still ranting about how during the initial days he had met you, he would constantly send mephisto out of the house to check up on what you were doing to the point mephisto got tired and refused to come back home. You felt your lids becoming heavy as Sylus talked about how he used to have a tough time picking between disguises for your friends, finally choosing with a fruit vendor because you had once complained about fruits being too expensive.
And as you peacefully slept, not once did Sylus complain, just smiling to himself as he placed a kiss on your cheek.
Tired from one of his usual 12-hour long shifts, all Zayne needed tonight was sleep next to his lover. He couldn't remember when he collapsed into your arms, nuzzling his face into the warmth in your chest as you gently patted his head, rocking him to sleep like a baby.
Even in his deep slumber, his arm reached out to feel the hotness of your skin against his cool fingers. Instead, he felt the cold mattress beneath his touch. Soon, after he realised that he was the only one in bed, his eyes shot open.
You had a terrible habit of leaving your home in the middle of the night when notified about sudden last-minute missions; without even telling Zayne that you were going. So it wasn't rare that his sleep was disturbed by your absence.
Yet, he still felt the urge to call out your name, slipping out of the sheets in only his hello kitty pajamas that you had gifted him for Christmas last year. He had sworn to never wear it, but here he was, wandering around the house in his hot pink pajamas, plastered with cute emotes of the hyped character.
As he began to think that you had really left him, he heard soft giggles echoing from the kitchen and the tension tying between his brows softened. "Darling?" He carefully pushed the door with his knuckles, breaking into a relieved smile as his eyes caught your face.
You sat on the kitchen counter, legs dangling off the edge as one hand gripped a spoon and the other held a small icecream bucket that Zayne had bought for the two of you to share. Your mouth was shaped like an "O", your eyes widened as you realised you had been caught.
He leaned against the doorframe, smirking at you. "Seems like someone didn't want to share." You broke into a toothy grin, your teeth covered in chocolate. Zayne let out a soft laugh, slowly making his way towards you. He placed his body between your legs and his hands fell to your hips, tracing small circles against the fabric. "I was hungry." You pouted, sticking out your dark tongue. "Yes, I can see that." His fingers trailed up your hips to your face, now caressing your jaw. "But I was growing lonely." He rubbed his face against your collar and you giggled, leaning to his head. "Zayne-sto-haha-!" You practically yelled as Zayne lifted the hem of your shirt, tickling your bare skin. You threw light kicks against the marble yet he didn't stop until both of your laughs filled the air of your home.
"let's go to bed, hm?" He smiled, kissing your lips to taste the flavour of the icecream.
Note: Caleb and Xavier will be posted soon! (If this manages to gain enough attention ㅠㅠ)
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