"MIKADO, I DREAMED YOU LEFT ME AND I WAS SO SCARED!" The blond clutches his pillow, sobbing dramatically. He's not entirely serious but he is a little frazzled by his nightmare.
In the dark haze of the night, Mikado heard the cries before the other had even woken up. A light sleeper in the first place, the teenager didn’t require a lot to be disturbed from his slumber. Cerulean eyes traced the edges and cracks on his ceiling as he listened to the choked back sobs and whimpers coming from his friend. A friend... A true friend would wake up their distressed mate, chase away those nightmares that plagued them. So why did it take for the blond to scream out, to search out, for the raven haired male to finally act?
His hand reached out and gently caressed the blond locks. Gentle coos and whispers of assurance drifted from his lips. ❛It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m here. I’m here. ❜
