Send one for my muse’s reaction to yours…☮ = waking them up after a nightmareFor @di--white
Xavier stands in the middle of the city with a brunette held beneath his hand, a knife pressed to her throat. Blood dribbles from the point of contact, threatening the life below the blade, as he boasts about his integration into the city and requests it be handed over. But Axel doesn’t hear the words or doesn’t register them beyond the static that fizzles louder and LOUDER over the pounding beating of his heart, drowning out all other noise from his eardrums. Then the blade is slicing across her throat and his vision spatters with red ---
“Axel - Axel, wake up -” A hand shakes his shoulder and he wakes with a start, nearly jolting off the couch in Diana’s apartment. She catches him with hands on either shoulder, holding him firmly and speaking soothing words that are falling almost on nearly deaf ears. You’re fine - you’re safe, Axel calm down-
“I’m fine,” he says breathlessly, shaking off her concern and passing a hand across his sweaty face, brushing damp strands of hair away from his skin. When she doesn’t pull away he shifts, swatting away her hands, “Di - please, I’m fine,” he tells her unconvincingly, getting to his feet and moving away from her to try and catch his breath.