Krystyana

Originally posted by boredyet

“Uh.. No thanks Yan..” He replied groggily as he sat up fully.

After a minute or two he swung his legs out of the bed and got to his feet. There was no point in going back to sleep if he was going wake the place up.

Gingerly Max walked over to Yana and hugged her soft but firmly, needing to feel the same comfort she had given him earlier.

“T-Thanks..” He mumbled against her wild but beautiful curls.

“Help? What..?” Max blinked a few times trying to process the information before realisation hit. 

“Oh shit.” He sighed softly and sat forward, rubbing his face. “M’okay sweetheart.. I’ll be okay..” He reassured but knew straight after that it was a lie. He wasn’t okay, but not much could be done to rectify it, yet.,, 

Amy either slept like a log or else had slipped out to have a smoke and late night walk, noting unusual for her and Veronica wasn’t as motherly so she was unlikely to rush in and ask what was going on with her adopted son. Max was humbled that Yana had been the one to check on him but he felt instantly guilty for waking her on the other hand. 

Max mumbled aloud when he heard the knocking. He thrashed around a little, throwing the sheets and blanket off himself in his lingering delirium. 

“C’min.” He responded groggily as he sluggishly got to his elbows and tried to make himself a bit more presentable to whoever was beyond the door, but there was hardly much point in doing so as he was going to look like an utter wreck no matter what. 

“If its okay with you, you can take the one next door..” Max informed Yanna, trying not to yawn in her face as he talked. 

“Amy’s is one up an’ Veronica’s is the top one. so probably best to avoid that one.” He grinned sleepily then leaned over and kissed Yana’s head affectionately. 

“Thank you Yana for everythin’..” He smiled and opened his door. He stepped in then looked back at her. 

“Night sweet’eart..” He smiled again then disappeared. 

His mental wish for a peaceful sleep was not answered as Max suffered several night terrors during the remainder of the night, sometimes moaning loudly or screaming his lungs out and trashing around uncontrollably as the impact of everything in the last few hours turned into nightmares and broken sleep for him.

She was glad that she was getting her own room, or rather her own room with Ethan, and the fact that she was able to lock the door appealed to her as well. Maybe she would at least nap. “ I understand.” she answered after he explained who was sleeping where and nodded. 

When he kissed her head she blinked in surprise. The motion had seemed natural to him and for a second it had felt normal to her too, before she realised what had happened. “Thank you.” 

“ Sleep good.” she watched him leaving and needed a few seconds to find her own way after that, 

“T-Thank you..” He stammered no louder than a whisper. 

It felt like hours had past when Max began to slowly break the hug between them, although in reality it had just been mere minutes. 

“I.. Um we should probably try an’ get some sleep once Ethan has had his feed..” Max suggested, standing close to Yana, not daring to move himself, unsure if he would manage to stay upright. A deep exhaustion had started to set in and he knew he could not sustain staying awake for much longer. Eyes became enlarged and blood shot from crying, bags threatening to form under his lids. 

But it would be different this time. 

“ Yes, sleep is good.” she agreed and carefully picked up Ethan and the bottle, to take with her. He would surely become hungry again and this way she had enough left to feed him once more. 

“ You have to show the way.” she said and tried to wake him up enough that he would lead her to the place they were supposed to sleep. She wasn’t sure if she would attempt to sleep. On the one hand she needed the rest to recover some more, on the other hand this place didn’t seem safe and she had to protect the child. 

“We’ll stay here.. We have private bedrooms I’ll show you them in a bit.” 

A wave of sight surprise washed over Max as he watched Yana embrace him in slow motion. She seemed a little bit robotic, but he hardly took any notice as the gratitude of the kid gesture overwhelmed him. 

Tears pricked at the corner of his eyes as he hugged Yana back and suppressed a sniff. He tried to stop his tears but it was futile. Silently they cascaded down Max’s cheeks as he clung onto Yana a lot longer than he first intended, his arms having wrapped tentatively then more confidently around her, feeling oddly safe within her tender yet strong hold.

She felt his tears when her shoulder got wet which made her hug him a little bit closer, hoping that it would help. Emotional support was not her strong suite but his reaction had made it clear that she was on the right track.

“ I am sorry.” she said quietly, not sure what else she was supposed to say or to do. Where she came from you usually tried to swallow a lot of the pain. Something she was good at, but didn’t like to see in others. 

Shit. He thought to himself as he realised he’d got his wires crossed yet again. 

He nodded in agreement at her statement. 

“Yeah… Sorry, m’heads all over the place…” He admitted with a deep sigh. He hated being like this but he would get past it, no matter how long it might take. 

Turning his attention back to the milk, he made sure it was cool enough to transfer to a bottle which he got from a nearby cupboard, checking it was clean before preparing it. 

“Here..” Max handed the bottle to Yana after securing the top and shaking it lightly. His expression downcast as he watched his son. 

She started to feed Ethan and held him carefully until he was done. When he was done she kisses his forehead and put him up so he could burp.  “ Do we go home? Or do we stay?” she asked, unsure of what this place really was. 

He looked like he really needed a hug so she carefully put Ethan in one of the empty egg baskets that was standing close to the stove and walked over to him. 

She stood there for a few seconds, very awkwardly before she gingerly put her arms around him in the form of a supportive hug. It seemed like she had never done this before in her life and was just mimicking what she thought this was supposed to work. 

Shit. He thought to himself as he realised he’d got his wires crossed yet again. 

He nodded in agreement at her statement. 

“Yeah… Sorry, m’heads all over the place…” He admitted with a deep sigh. He hated being like this but he would get past it, no matter how long it might take. 

Turning his attention back to the milk, he made sure it was cool enough to transfer to a bottle which he got from a nearby cupboard, checking it was clean before preparing it. 

“Here..” Max handed the bottle to Yana after securing the top and shaking it lightly. His expression downcast as he watched his son. 

She started to feed Ethan and held him carefully until he was done. When he was done she kisses his forehead and put him up so he could burp.  “ Do we go home? Or do we stay?” she asked, unsure of what this place really was. 

He looked like he really needed a hug so she carefully put Ethan in one of the empty egg baskets that was standing close to the stove and walked over to him. 

She stood there for a few seconds, very awkwardly before she gingerly put her arms around him in the form of a supportive hug. It seemed like she had never done this before in her life and was just mimicking what she thought this was supposed to work.