“Okay is a very fluid term,” he told Nyx’ collarbone with a breathless chuckle. His heart still beating to fast in the quiet sanctuary that was their cell and each other’s company.
The gentle pressure of fingers against his face caught him of guard, which, Pelna realized, was the only thing that kept him flinching away from the touch. Despite the knowledge that Nyx would never hurt him – fingers gentle were they dabbed at the cut that had left blood trailing down his face. Pelna tilted his head back, eyes flickering up to watch Nyx’ strangely determined face, brow drawn and a stubborn set to his jaw.
This time it were Pelna’s lips that twitched into the approximation of a smile, a small sound of surprise escaping him as he found himself pulled into a hug. For a moment, he wasn’t sure how to react, whether it was okay to return the sudden physical show of affection. But Nyx was warm and familiar, the only gentle thing in the situation they’d found themselves in.
In the end, his arms wrapped around Nyx almost in their own accord, fingers sinking into the tattered fabric of the man’s uniform and holding on.
“Not a damn thing.” They’d just kept watching as they prodded him, as he struggled against his bonds. “Didn’t ask any questions either.” Which was what worried him more. That, and the fear of not knowing what would come next.
"You think we can make it out of this, somehow?” He asked, not meeting Nyx’ eyes.
The rapid fire beat of Pelna’s heart reverberated against Nyx’s chest and rattled his ribs almost similarly to the way his own heart did. It made his stomach fall to his feet, knowing that Pelna was scared. Of course he was scared, anyone in their position would be - but experiencing that fear only made Nyx feel like he was failing to protect one of his most important people.
So when Pelna returned the hug, Nyx was sure to hold on as tight as he could without causing discomfort. Enough to remind Pelna that he wasn’t alone, they were in this together, and that for now, he was safe.
“Of course we will. Between the two of us, I’m sure we can come up with something.” but they hadn’t yet, not for the few weeks they’ve been in captivity at the hands of Niflheim. They were smart men, Pelna moreso than Nyx, and if there was a way to escape, they likely would have figured it out by now.
He kept those thoughts to himself.
“Just try and relax now, okay? You’ve been through enough for one day.” He couldn’t promise that the Nifs wouldn’t come back for more, but he could promise that he’d throw himself up in Pelna’s spot if they came looking specifically for him once more.
He was reaching his wits end with this. He simply couldn’t allow Pelna to be hurt any longer.
And that’s when he heard footsteps coming down the corridor.
“Give me a fucking break.”
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