Adapt [Reassure]
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Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: M-21 has a nightmare.
Notes: Thank @madameazzure‘s pic, and this conversation with @weeping-detective for this, heh.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 234
Total word count: 9,639
Status: work in progress
M-21 jerked awake, eyes snapping wide. Where-?
He was warm, Kentas’ body radiating heat like it always did, and M-21 could hear his deep breathing, saying he was asleep still.
A dream, then. He was home. He sighed into his pillow, waiting for his heart to settle again, the nightmare already fading from his mind. That was one thing he would be glad not to remember but…
M-21 peered in the darkness, seeing Kentas’ profile from the moonlight coming in through the blinds. Definitely still breathing. Definitely still there.
M-21 reached over and touched warm skin. A strong heartbeat thrummed under his fingertips.
Kentas was fine. They both were. They hadn’t been injured that badly in some time. And his fucking brain decided to flash the worst of the nightmare at him, remind him how badly he’d fucked up.
Screwing his eyes shut, M-21 crept over and pressed his head to Kentas’ chest, feeling the rise and fall.
That seemed to shut his brain up, and M-21 relaxed, not expecting to sleep any-
He stiffened when Kentas wrapped an arm around his shoulders and nuzzled the top of his head.
“Ass,” M-21 muttered into Kentas’ chest, a small smile curling his lips anyway. “How long?”
“You try sleeping when someone’s crawling all over you,” Kentas grumbled, rubbing circles along M-21′s back. “Feeling better?”
“Mm,” M-21 said, sinking into the warmth as he exhaled, “yeah.”
Summary: M-21 has a nightmare.
Notes: Thank @madameazzure‘s pic, and this conversation with @weeping-detective for this, heh.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 234
Total word count: 9,639
Status: work in progress
M-21 jerked awake, eyes snapping wide. Where-?
He was warm, Kentas’ body radiating heat like it always did, and M-21 could hear his deep breathing, saying he was asleep still.
A dream, then. He was home. He sighed into his pillow, waiting for his heart to settle again, the nightmare already fading from his mind. That was one thing he would be glad not to remember but…
M-21 peered in the darkness, seeing Kentas’ profile from the moonlight coming in through the blinds. Definitely still breathing. Definitely still there.
M-21 reached over and touched warm skin. A strong heartbeat thrummed under his fingertips.
Kentas was fine. They both were. They hadn’t been injured that badly in some time. And his fucking brain decided to flash the worst of the nightmare at him, remind him how badly he’d fucked up.
Screwing his eyes shut, M-21 crept over and pressed his head to Kentas’ chest, feeling the rise and fall.
That seemed to shut his brain up, and M-21 relaxed, not expecting to sleep any-
He stiffened when Kentas wrapped an arm around his shoulders and nuzzled the top of his head.
“Ass,” M-21 muttered into Kentas’ chest, a small smile curling his lips anyway. “How long?”
“You try sleeping when someone’s crawling all over you,” Kentas grumbled, rubbing circles along M-21′s back. “Feeling better?”
“Mm,” M-21 said, sinking into the warmth as he exhaled, “yeah.”