. . .yea. [He hasn't forgotten what happened when Asougi fell asleep though. He squeezes his hand, rubbing it with his thumb.] At this rate, I may end up joining you anyway. [He really is tired. Dinner can probably wait.]
[Naruhodou wasn't kidding when he said he was tired. He stays asleep a little longer, sprawling himself out on the bed, his arm and leg on top of Asougi, his head pressing against his.]
[ Asougi remains curled up next to him, though his sleep appears to be anything but restful. He's expressionless for the most part, saved for his furrowed brow, and the only noises that escape him are soft, nonsensical murmurs as well as the sharp catching of his breath every now and then as he tries to curl up on himself even more, eyes scrunched shut. ]
[The constant movement from his partner beside him slowly nudges him awake. Why can't he stop moving? As the rest of his senses catches up with him, he realizes something was wrong again. He sits up, getting a better look at Asougi. This nightmare was relentless, whatever it was. If this keeps happening, waking him up everytime won't fix the problem, and Asougi isn't going to tell him anything anytime soon.]
. . . [He leans closer to Asougi. What if he could see what he was dreaming? That was the thought that started to surface in his mind. There was some hesitance, this was his best friend he was trying to reach through his thoughts, entering into his privacy. He wouldn't like that at all, but watching his partner struggle helplessly like this...he shakes his head. He can't just keep watching him like this and do nothing.
He gently presses his head against Asougi's, closing his eyes. Would he even be able to do this without waking him up, let alone see anything? Dreams are just thoughts at their core right? So if he just made a normal thought connection, it should work. Asougi might feel a faint throbbing sensation as Naruhodou tries to make a connection with him.]
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[ grumble grumble. ]
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[ He might be sulking now. ]
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[ Probably. ]
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[ He definitely doesn't look like he wants him to leave, though. ]
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No, it's fine. I'll go back to sleep shortly . . . you should go then.
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[ He's been selfish enough already today. ]
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[ It's a murmured retort though as he leans in against him. ]
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At least until the intrusive bad dreams start to kick in. ]
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. . . [He leans closer to Asougi. What if he could see what he was dreaming? That was the thought that started to surface in his mind. There was some hesitance, this was his best friend he was trying to reach through his thoughts, entering into his privacy. He wouldn't like that at all, but watching his partner struggle helplessly like this...he shakes his head. He can't just keep watching him like this and do nothing.
He gently presses his head against Asougi's, closing his eyes. Would he even be able to do this without waking him up, let alone see anything? Dreams are just thoughts at their core right? So if he just made a normal thought connection, it should work. Asougi might feel a faint throbbing sensation as Naruhodou tries to make a connection with him.]
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