“There is only one bed? I should’ve paid more in advance.”
Chamber immediately is trying to think of ways to buy a new bed - even if you’re in the middle of nowhere.
It’s easier for him to buy comfort and solve it that way then have things be awkward with his co-worker.
Thankfully, you tell him it’s more than fine and you can each stick to your respective sides. Afterall, it had been a long mission day.
Chamber does stick to his side like quite the gentleman. Except he keeps feeling you turn and toss in bed. He slowly moves a hand out.
“You’re okay? You seem to be swimming in the sheets.”
His cadence made you laugh as you only nodded, telling him your limbs weren’t shutting down after such a battle.
“Ah. I see. Do you.. Need help?” He opened his arm up giving you one opportunity.
Once snuggled in, Chamber waits till you fall asleep. But once you do? He’s out like a light. He appreciates closeness like this given he rarely indulges in it himself.
You were more than worn out - dead tired. Well, thankfully not dead, given the mission you were on only an hour ago. The team had arrived at a cabin lodging in backwoods Alaska for some much deserved rest. Chamber and you had been assigned as bunk partners for the night which you didn’t mind. The man was dramatic sometimes but he knew boundaries and was very respectful.
“What? Oh non.” You heard the French mans voice drain as he walked in the room. The beds - or well, bed - had been tiny. The room was not suitable for two people.
“Maybe I may buy another room? I cannot have this for either of us.” Chamber turned to exit the room but your palm stopped him.
“You heard the clerk. These were the only rooms they had.” You could feel the gravel in your throat, your body one blink away from collapsing. You could honestly care less if you had to share - you just needed sleep.
“I-Are you sure?” Chamber questioned as he slowly walked back into the room. You could only manage a nod.
The bed sheets were scratchy and the mattress old. The fiery jolts of pain still zapping through your muscles like subtle reminders of earlier.
“You are very tired but you cannot rest?” Chamber’s voice came out from his side of the bed.
“Very astute of you.” You growled out before you could stop yourself. The fatigue breaking any walls of manners you usually had.
“Pardon. I didn’t mean it like that. I meant.. Are you okay?” He reworded his question. His hand slowly settling onto the side of your arm.
You just shrugged. You didn’t have the energy to put into words how your body worked but you also knew you weren’t okay.
“May I help you?” Chamber’s voice was closer now, his head above your form as he stared down. You expected the rush of nervousness but it never came. The exhaustion beating whatever you could’ve felt.
“Sure.” You murmured, not sure what to expect.
Chamber’s hands wrapped slowly around your side. His nimble fingers worked soothing patterns in the fabric of your shirt.
Only after a while did you feel your body slowly start shutting down. The warmth and repetitiveness putting you in some kind of trance.
“Goodnight, Chamber.”
“Bonne nuit.”
Yoru :
“You sleep on the floor.” is the first thing you heard out of Yoru’s mouth as you walked in.
He’s such a gentleman isn't he? (Absolutely not.)
Anyways, he doesn’t fully mean it. Eventually he comes out ‘allowing’ you to sleep next to him.
“As long as you don’t move I won’t stab you. Now go to sleep.”
He won’t initiate any contact but if your foot even brushes him then he accepts his fate - not without a muttered curse or two.
Eventually he gets done with the antics and pulls your body back onto his.
“You’re lucky.” is all he whispers before he passes out, a smug smirk on his face despite hating the one bed situation.
“You’ll sleep on the floor.” Yoru grunted, his eyes narrowing as he walked into the room.
You didn’t even have to step in to know what he meant. The small lodgings that the team had stopped at was janky to say the least. Which meant that you and your ‘bunk partner’ Yoru had one bed.
Your eyes trailed over to Yoru as you stepped in giving him a look that could only be described as done. You didn’t even have to say anything as your energy got across to him.
“Fine. As long as you don’t move I won’t have to stab you.” His hand flicked over to the left side of the bed.
It wasn’t long before the both of you were settled awkwardly into the sheets. Yoru’s breath and the old radiator was the only thing you could hear.
“Goodnight.” You stretched out, your foot pushing and accidentally tangling with Yoru’s. Much to your surprise he didn’t push away or make a comment. The man only let out a grunt, his body slowly inching towards you as every minute passed.
Eventually he’s tired with the long game and tugs you into him by the waist. He doesn’t give any reason - Yoru rarely does.
“You’re lucky”, is the only thing you heard as your eyes fluttered shut.
Indeed, you were lucky.
Gekko :
“Oh! Sleepover time!”
Gekko is actually a bit excited to share the bed. He’s always openly affectionate with his friends - and you for that matter.
He asks if it’s okay if you guys shared it, which of course it was. He then proceeds to ask if you’d be fine with “completely normal cuddle time”.
He’s awkward but enthusiastic. Once you say it’s okay he hops into bed and cuddles his face right into your shoulder. His arms are wrapped around your waist like you’ll fly away if he lets go.
“We deserved this after earlier! Wait- how do you still smell good? This is criminal.”
Gekko was practically jumping when you two got in the old hotel room. You honestly didn’t know where he stored all that energy - definitely after such a grueling mission.
“Sleepover time! LETS GO!!!” He fistbumped the air as he made his way towards the bed. His eyes fogged for a second before he turned back to you. “That’s fine, right? You’re chill with this?”
You could only laugh. That was one of the many things you liked about Gekko. He was a joyful person but he didn’t let that overtake manners.
“Of course it’s fine.” You sat down on the edge of the bed, slowly unlacing your boots.
Gekko had flopped onto the other side, already beginning to crawl over. His arm slowly wrapped around your waist as his face pressed into your back.
“Can we.. cuddle? I think we deserve it, ya’ know?” His voice was slightly nervous which only made your heart warm even more.
“Sure.”
“Yes!” He paused as his hand wrapped tighter around you. You could feel his nose crinkling against your back. “How do you still smell good? I smell like a barn..!”
“What’s new?” You joked as you leaned back to slip him beside you. He only threw his hands up in mock anger.
“This is criminal!”
Sage :
Sage immediately sees the bed and feels bad for both of you.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t aware it was one bed. Will you be able to get sleep like this?”
She doesn’t really ask if sharing the bed is okay. She just thinks of it like the mission. Not that she doesn’t care for your boundaries - she absolutely does!
The moment you both got into bed she gets tense. Not from the proximity, just from the stresses of the day.
She sits up a bit to lotion her legs and arms. She usually has a set routine at home.
She of course notices you staring as well.
“Would you like some?” She pours some of the lotion on your limbs with a smile. Her hands were warm as she rubbed them in.
You hadn’t expected her to go above and beyond but you weren’t complaining. Given her powers she always knew how to be soothing.
In no time the two of you were asleep, hands brushing together in the middle and feet tangled up in the sheets.
Sage always had a routine before bed. She needed it given how her body felt after rejuvinating everyone else - along with the stresses of organizing missions.
Tonight was no different.
Despite sharing a bed, she found her limbs aching for lotion and the usual roll out. She had hoped that you wouldn’t think of her odd but she had to do it.
Her hands rubbed the lavender lotion against her skin, the aches and pains dulling from the tedious mission.
She looked back as she felt eyes on her. Your eyes.
“Would you like some?” She finished with her own legs, her hands turning towards yours. You could only nod as you pushed up.
You had expected her to plop some lotion in your hands and tell you to rub it in. Nope.
She had started rubbing deep circles into your calves, your body relaxing immediately.
“Lavender helps with sleep. Don’t resist it.” She whispered softly, her hands making their rounds before she settled next to you.
The sides of your hands brushed as she moved her feet to tangle against yours under the sheets. She only gave you a soft smile as her pinky intertwined with yours.
“Night night.” Her voice cooed, her glowing eyes finally shutting.
“Night, Sage. Thank you.” You whispered back, your pinky tightening slightly.
CASE STUDY 007 | A space where silence speaks volumes. Inside the anechoic chamber, surrounded by an array of microphones and sensors, we capture sound in its purest form — free from reflection, free from distortion.
