➥𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐟𝐭. 𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝗼 + 𝐢𝐭𝗼𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐞
waking up in a cold sweat, while something you weren’t unaccustomed to, was making it impossible to get any rest. nightmares plagued your sleep when you were stressed, and you had more than enough to go around at the moment.
seishiro was a heavy sleeper, especially during the night, so when you went to the bathroom to splash your face with cold water, you weren’t worried about waking him.
despite being awake, the grotesque images your mind had conjured tormented you. you held back tears, not wanting a headache and puffy eyes in the morning, but it was hard. you were so, so tired, but you couldn’t imagine being able to sleep after such a vivid dream.
“angel…? know what time it is?” a low voice drawled, startling you out of your spiraling thoughts. “sei? i didn’t mean to wake you,” you mumbled, turning to face your boyfriend.
seishiro only shrugged before ambling closer to you, his arms stretched towards you. “nightmare? c’mere, pretty,” he whispered, pulling you gently into his embrace.
tears you had been desperately holding back streamed down your face as you allowed your lover to carefully maneuver back into bed with him.
“it was awful, sei,” you cried, not hesitating to bury your tear streaked face into his chest. you felt the low rumble of his sigh as he ran a soothing hand down the length of your spine.
“bet it was, angel… how about we talk about your annoying coworkers instead?” you couldn’t help but crack a smile at that. if there was anything that could take your mind off of a nightmare, it was recounting all the wild stories about your coworkers to a veteran shit talker like seishiro.
carefully, seishiro moved you so that you were laying fully onto his chest as you spoke. “okay, so you wouldn’t believe what yumeko said about…”
and it wasn’t long before yawns began to punctuate your words and your pauses became a little longer with each one you had.
seishiro never stopped the soothing hand that rubbed up and down your back, and in no time you were fading, your nightmare far from your mind. “night, angel,” he cooed into your temple.
“you owe me for this,” the soccer player added after a glance at the clock.
baseless thoughts swam around your mind as you mindlessly stared at the steaming tea in your mug. since your head had hit the pillow hours prior, your mind hadn’t slowed down a bit, leaving you restless and unable to sleep.
in an effort to both avoid waking sae up with your tossing and turning and to tire yourself out, you’d made yourself comfortable in the dining room with a cup of tea.
it had already been thirty minutes, however, and you weren’t feeling much more tired than you had before you’d left the bed.
“so this is where you went.” you whipped at the words spoken through a heavy yawn. your boyfriend leaned against the table beside you, his eyebrow raised to broadcast his displeasure.
“i didn’t wake you, did i?” you mumbled awkwardly. “no, but i woke up and you weren’t there. only to discover that you left me for… tea,” sae deadpanned.
you smiled sheepishly but leaned against his torso, your tense form relaxing when his hand immediately wrapped around your shoulders. “i couldn’t sleep, so i thought tea would help, but…” you trailed off, gesturing helplessly to the clock on your wall.
you heard your boyfriend click his tongue and then he was all but manhandling you into his arms. “you should’ve just woken me up. could’ve you given you a sleep aid or talked you to sleep,” he chided, but his obvious concern took the bite out of his words.
you didn’t bother protesting as he gently shoved you back into bed before climbing in beside you. “thanks, sae, i know you have practice tomorrow,” you whispered guiltily.
“tired or not, none of those idiots could catch up to me. if anything, they need the extra time,” he replied casually, pulling a small laugh from you.
“one of these days, i’ll teach you humility,” you laugh, snuggling in closer to him. you could almost hear sae’s smirk as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“you have to get sleep for that first, mi corazón,” he teased through a yawn. warmth spread through your cheeks as you hummed in response. “can you tell me a story then?” you grin innocently.
“what do you think this is?”
“a demonstration of true love and concern?”
“i’m never going to your games again.”