How they react when you sleep talk
Pairings: Sylus, Caleb, Zayne, Rafayel, Xavier x reader (all separate) | established relationship
After an entire day of meetings and negotiations, Sylus comes home tired, exhausted, and ready to hit the haystack.
The house is dark save for the small lamp that you left on in the living room, and the soft light above the stove catches his attention.
He puts his coat on the chair and approaches the stove to find a plate with the dinner that you prepared earlier, covered over with a little note that you left on it.
Make sure to reheat it before eating. :)
He lips quirk up into a fond smirk at the smiley face you drew at the end, putting it down and softly padding his way to your shared bedroom where you were most likely asleep.
However, he pauses with his hand on the door handle when he hears murmuring and words that he can’t quite make out from the slightly ajar door; most likely closed to block the light from the living room.
A knot of worry forms in his chest when he hears you, concerned that maybe you were having a nightmare.
He gently pushes open the door as he softly pads his way in as to not wake you, the light from the lamp outside illuminating the bedroom and your sleeping form in a soft glow.
His tall figure towers over your sleeping form as he observes your face worriedly, your words becoming more coherent now that’s he’s closer.
“Shylus is…the best…” You slur in your sleep.
That makes him pause as his lips quirk up into an amused smirk, wondering if he said something, will you respond to him?
“Sylus…is the best?” He reiterates carefully as he kneels on the floor to look at your sleeping face.
“Mhmmm…he’s so handsome…and…kind…and he…cares…about my feelings…” You respond.
Oh, he’s definitely going to tease you about this when you wake up. “What else…do you like about Sylus?”
You shift slightly in your sleep as you exhale through your nose. “He’s…very attentive…and he does…and gets me nice…things…even…when I don’t…ask for it…I love him…sho…much.” You confess as your lips form into a small smile.
Sylus, leader and boss of Onychinus, the man you practically rules the N1O9 zone, goes soft from a simple, ‘I love you.’ Only because it’s you though, because only you can make him this way.
He pauses, his eyes widen before softening as he gazes at your face, his heart warming as your murmuring turns into soft snores.
He huffs as he lifts his hand to gently push back the stray hairs in your face as he strokes your head. “It seems even in your sleep…you’re very honest.” He places a gentle kiss on your forehead before whispering softly, “I love you too, sweetie.”
Since Caleb has been so busy, the two of you haven’t really been able to spend much quality time together. But he recently managed to free up some time to watch a movie with you, one that you suggested that you two should watch.
The plot was okay he guessed, while it wasn’t very entertaining to him, he didn’t mind so long as he was spending time with you.
A scene was currently happening that he thought was absolutely ridiculous, turning to you to make a jest about it. “Pffft, did you see that? They totally-”
But he pauses when he sees that you fell asleep; your hands lay on the cushion in your lap as your head flopped to side, your chest rising and falling with every breath as the light from the tv illuminates your sleeping face.
He sighs as he lets out a soft chuckle. “It seems even you were bored by it, huh? Even though you were the one that chose it.” It seems even in your sleep, he still teases you.
He gets up and carefully takes the cushion off of your lap, pausing when you shift but thankfully, don’t wake up. He gently scoops his arm under your knees as his other comes to wrap around your shoulders, effectively lifting you up as he carries you over to the bedroom.
“Caleb…” You mumble as he’s about to put you down on the bed, pausing for fear that he woke you up. However, what doesn’t expect is for you to continue.
“Caleb is ‘uch…a goof.” You slur.
‘Were you talking in your sleep?’ He wondered as he carefully put you down on the bed and pulled the blanket over you.
That makes him pause as he gazes at your sleeping face, his lips quirking up into an amused smile as he sits down on the side of the bed. “You love Caleb because he’s a goof? Huh, what else do you like about him?” He asks softly and amusedly, a shit eating grin on his face as he takes out his phone to record you, fully intending to use it to tease you later.
“He’s always…been…by my side. And…he’s very…kind…and caring…selfless…he does…so many things…for me. Even when…I don’t ask.” A small, lovesick smile forms on your lips. “I hope he…stays with… me…forever.”
His heart warms hearing your confession as he swallows thickly, staring at you with so much love as he leans down to brush a soft kiss on your cheek. “Caleb will always…be by your side.”
And he had no intention of leaving.
It was the afternoon when Zayne was working in his office, the warm afternoon sunlight coming in through the windows and spilling onto the work papers on his desk.
You went to take a nap around an hour ago when you told him you had a headache and were going to lie down, the cause probably from not sleeping well last night and staring at your screen for too long because of work.
He was worried about you, but glad that you weren’t pushing yourself to continue your work.
Zayne takes off his glasses and rubs his eyes as he gets up, deciding to take a break and get a glass of water, and probably also check up on you.
He softly pads his way to the bedroom as he gently pushes open the door, taking extra care to not be loud so he doesn’t wake you.
The blinds are partially closed to block out the light, but not to point where it is completely dark. You lay on your side with the blanket covering you halfway, the whirring of the fan by the wall blowing a cool breeze towards you as the stray strands of hair blow in your face.
Zayne’s eyes soften as he looks at you, carefully approaching as he gently pushes the strands away from your face and behind your ear.
The soft groan that you let out in your sleep startles him slightly, scared that he woke you, what he doesn’t expect is for you to start sleep talking.
“Gotta make…that new…cake…recipe…for Zaynie.” You mumble, shifting onto your back as your head lolls to the side. “Wanna…spoil him.”
He blinks. You want to spoil him? Well, the idea of cake already peaked his interest, but you saying you wanted to spoil him was another. “You want to spoil Zayne? Why is that?” He asks softly.
You let out a breath through your nose. “Because he works…so hard…all the time. He deserves…all the sweets…in the…world. He cares about others…more than…himself, so…I want to be…the one to…care for him.” You confess as you shift onto your side again, letting out a soft sigh as you do so.
At your sudden confession in your sleep, Zayne was grateful that you weren’t awake to see the way the tips of his ears tuned pink. He tucks the blanket up a little higher as he leaves a gentle kiss on your forehead. “You already do, more than you know.” He whispers softly.
The two of you were out on a date all day together, and now you were sound asleep on his shoulder on the subway, your chest rising and falling as your breath came out in soft huffs.
Rafayel sits perfectly still so he doesn’t wake you despite the growing cramp in his shoulder, one that he will complain about later when you wake up.
Not that he minds at all though, he will gladly let you sleep on his shoulder any day at any time for however long you wanted. He just liked teasing you and seeing that annoyed twitch in your eye whenever he complained about something, even if he doesn’t mean it.
He’s looking through the pictures the two of you took while you were on your date when you shift slightly on his shoulder, letting out a soft sound. “Raf…”
“Hmmm?” He hums while looking down at you, fully expecting you to be awake.
“He needs…to rest.” You mumble.
Huh? Were you talking in your sleep or something? “Cutie, are you awake?” He asks cautiously.
“I told him…to rest. But…he still insisted…that we go out today.” Your lips form into a small frown as your brows furrow slightly.
Rafayel blinks, confused. “Um, are you talking about me? I’m right here you know.” He says in mock offense.
However, you continue what you were saying before. “My boyfriend is just…too…romantic…sometimes.”
Oh? He wonders who this boyfriend of yours is.
A mischievous glint inters his eye as his lips quirk upward into a smirk. “Say, tell me more about this…boyfriend of yours.”
The frown in your brow softens as your lips form into a goofy smile. “He’s beautiful…the most…beautiful…person I’ve ever seen. And he’s…sensitive…caring… kinda dramatic…but I…love him…for it, none the less.” You say as you nuzzle further into the crook of his neck.
A love sick grin takes over his entire face, his heart racing in his chest from your confession as he decides to test the waters a little more. “And…what’s your boyfriend’s name?”
Your lips form into a small, happy grin. “Mmmm…Rafayel…”
Yep, he’ll definitely be exploiting this until you wake up.
It’s the middle of night when the both of you are fast asleep in your shared bedroom, moonlight spilling in through the slightly parted blinds and illuminating the bedroom floor.
Xavier is cuddling you, his head tucked underneath your chin as he rests on your chest, his leg thrown over yours as he completely wraps you in his embrace.
He stirs awake when he hears you mumbling, lifting his head as he blinks sleepily, his eyes adjusting to the dark. “Star? Are you okay?” He mumbles.
You let out a soft groan. “Mmmm, why does Xavier…have…to be…so brave? I told him…not to go…on…his own, and yet….he still…went.” You mutter, a crease forming between your brows.
Were you having a nightmare, or sleep talking he wondered? He’s never heard you sleep talk before, so this is a first. “Starlight, are you having a bad dream?” He asks softly, prepared to wake you up if he has to.
You loll your head to the other side as you continue mumbling. “Why…does he…have to be…so sweet? And…such a good…listener…?”
Xavier blinks before he smiles gently, his gaze softening as he looks at you. “It seems you’re very fond of this, Xavier.” He says as if he’s talking about someone else.
You hum in agreement in your sleep. “Mhmm…he’s the most…special person…in my life.”
He lets out a soft chuckle as he holds your hand, your palm warm and soft against his. “And I hope I will continue to be your most special person.” He says softly as he leans down towards you.
Surely it would be alright if he stole a kiss in your sleep, right?
a/n: @pixiu-palindrome Happy birthdayyy!🥳😝
