Interrupt [Part 3]
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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: Takeo's sleep is interrupted
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Set after season 3? I was thinking 339, but maybe not.
Pfft, so much for this being 'complete'.
I should probably make a 'trouble sleeping' tag for my writing journal or something too, pfft.
Again, written for Moto's pic here. Thank Erokoneko for this version. X3
Genre: General
Word count: 567
Total word count: 1,500
Status: Complete
Takeo gasped, his eyes snapping open. He was drenched in sweat, his heart thundering in his chest, his throat constricted, refusing to take in the deep breaths he wanted. It took a few struggling tries, but he was able to take in a heaving breath, his locked muscles relaxing.
All he could feel was his skin tingling, like he'd been torn apart and he'd just finished healing, still being able to feel the phantom pain.
Shit. Takeo wiped wet strands of hair away from his face, his hand trembling. He wasn't going to be able to sleep again, not after that nightmare. Which was already fading, leaving bloody impressions, vague recollections of being trapped inside a lab.
He grimaced, pressing the heel of his palm to his forehead. If he wasn't sleeping, what could he do instead...? He'd just finished maintaining his guns and hadn't used them since. A book? That could work. Or he could watch something, so the deafening silence would be filled as well.
That wasn't what he wanted to do though.
He pushed himself up, his blanket falling away.
Maybe...
Takeo left his room and padded over to Tao's, easing the door open. His computer was humming, running whatever program Tao had told it to, and no voice greeted him. For once Tao had gone to sleep at a decent time.
Taking a breath, Takeo snuck in, closing the door behind him.
Still nothing, and Takeo picked out a chair away from Tao's bed, a few clothes draped over the backrest.
He went over and straddled it, folding his arms over the backrest. Tao's even breathing filled his ears and it was something he could concentrate on, something he could match.
It wasn't long until the sun rose anyway, and then he could go to have breakfast.
* * *
There was someone in Tao's room. He could hear them, but they weren't doing anything, staying still.
He cracked an eye open and- "Oi, oi," he said, opening his eyes fully, "what're you doing there?"
Takeo jerked, his half-closed eyes snapping open and Tao had to lunge to stop him from falling off the chair.
He stifled a snicker, Takeo trying to focus on him. "Ah, sorry," Takeo said, "I thought I hadn't-"
"Bed," Tao said, tugging him over. "C'mon. You know it's fine." Takeo must have had a nightmare if he was in his room in the middle of the night looking like that. Tao had crawled into his bed enough times looking for comfort after a bad nightmare Takeo had to know he could do the same.
Takeo hesitated for a second and then nodded, sliding under the blanket with him.
"See? Better." Tao adjusted the blanket so it covered them both. Next he took one of Takeo's hands and intertwined their fingers, knowing physical contact had helped him at least.
"Do you want me to stay up?" He had a whole heap of films they could watch together, or he could chat with Takeo while working on some code at the same time.
"No, go to sleep." Takeo shook his head.
Tao squinted at him. "You sure?"
"Yeah." Takeo curled his free hand over Tao's, giving it a light squeeze. "Sleep."
"Hmm, all right." He closed his eyes, wriggling a little to get into a comfy position.
"Thanks."
"No problem." A few minutes later, Tao drifted off to sleep again.
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I think Tao's the only one out of the trio I haven't written with nightmares. Then again, I've written a couple with the others bugging him to go sleep, I think?
Summary: Takeo's sleep is interrupted
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Set after season 3? I was thinking 339, but maybe not.
Pfft, so much for this being 'complete'.
I should probably make a 'trouble sleeping' tag for my writing journal or something too, pfft.
Again, written for Moto's pic here. Thank Erokoneko for this version. X3
Genre: General
Word count: 567
Total word count: 1,500
Status: Complete
Takeo gasped, his eyes snapping open. He was drenched in sweat, his heart thundering in his chest, his throat constricted, refusing to take in the deep breaths he wanted. It took a few struggling tries, but he was able to take in a heaving breath, his locked muscles relaxing.
All he could feel was his skin tingling, like he'd been torn apart and he'd just finished healing, still being able to feel the phantom pain.
Shit. Takeo wiped wet strands of hair away from his face, his hand trembling. He wasn't going to be able to sleep again, not after that nightmare. Which was already fading, leaving bloody impressions, vague recollections of being trapped inside a lab.
He grimaced, pressing the heel of his palm to his forehead. If he wasn't sleeping, what could he do instead...? He'd just finished maintaining his guns and hadn't used them since. A book? That could work. Or he could watch something, so the deafening silence would be filled as well.
That wasn't what he wanted to do though.
He pushed himself up, his blanket falling away.
Maybe...
Takeo left his room and padded over to Tao's, easing the door open. His computer was humming, running whatever program Tao had told it to, and no voice greeted him. For once Tao had gone to sleep at a decent time.
Taking a breath, Takeo snuck in, closing the door behind him.
Still nothing, and Takeo picked out a chair away from Tao's bed, a few clothes draped over the backrest.
He went over and straddled it, folding his arms over the backrest. Tao's even breathing filled his ears and it was something he could concentrate on, something he could match.
It wasn't long until the sun rose anyway, and then he could go to have breakfast.
There was someone in Tao's room. He could hear them, but they weren't doing anything, staying still.
He cracked an eye open and- "Oi, oi," he said, opening his eyes fully, "what're you doing there?"
Takeo jerked, his half-closed eyes snapping open and Tao had to lunge to stop him from falling off the chair.
He stifled a snicker, Takeo trying to focus on him. "Ah, sorry," Takeo said, "I thought I hadn't-"
"Bed," Tao said, tugging him over. "C'mon. You know it's fine." Takeo must have had a nightmare if he was in his room in the middle of the night looking like that. Tao had crawled into his bed enough times looking for comfort after a bad nightmare Takeo had to know he could do the same.
Takeo hesitated for a second and then nodded, sliding under the blanket with him.
"See? Better." Tao adjusted the blanket so it covered them both. Next he took one of Takeo's hands and intertwined their fingers, knowing physical contact had helped him at least.
"Do you want me to stay up?" He had a whole heap of films they could watch together, or he could chat with Takeo while working on some code at the same time.
"No, go to sleep." Takeo shook his head.
Tao squinted at him. "You sure?"
"Yeah." Takeo curled his free hand over Tao's, giving it a light squeeze. "Sleep."
"Hmm, all right." He closed his eyes, wriggling a little to get into a comfy position.
"Thanks."
"No problem." A few minutes later, Tao drifted off to sleep again.
I think Tao's the only one out of the trio I haven't written with nightmares. Then again, I've written a couple with the others bugging him to go sleep, I think?