@hisagony asked: [ fidget ] for your muse to comfort mine after a bad dream.
being awake at an ungodly hour is normal for raven. they still aren’t sure how much damage the ship’s systems have endured, despite being here for several weeks, so she’d offered to stay awake to make sure the life support system didn’t shut down while they were asleep. in the morning, monty would take over while she caught up on sleep. not that she could sleep much lately.
which is why she hears bellamy’s cries before anyone else. body slips into the room without a second thought, finding him jolting awake but still disorientated. she finds herself walking towards his bed, sitting on the edge of it, all in slow movements. he looks like a caged animal and the last thing she wants is to further upset him.
‘ bellamy. ’ voice speaks, just loud enough to get his attention but not startle him. she’s not good at this, unlike bellamy. he’s always known what to say to make her feel better, while she’s sitting on his bed looking as lost as him; unable to return the favor.
in a moment of impulsivity, her hand reaches for his. fingers lacing against his own, her thumb running soothing circles across his hand. ‘ it was just a bad dream. ’ both of them know that it’s more likely memories and not figments of his imagination but they can pretend, for now. ‘ i’m here. always. ’
