@ignitingdcrkness // meme // accepting !!
a NIGHTMARE. scott shouldn’t be so surprised ( after all, with the blood splattered months behind them, who wouldn’t have nightmares ?? ), but he was concerned– the culebra knew that his sister was suffering at night, mind a whirlwind of trauma and hurt. he knew kate was hurting, and he knew that she was trying her damnedest not to let him know. it had worked for only so long, scott noticing the hallowed look to her usually round, YOUTHFUL face, purple smudged beneath eyes like BRUISES. no matter how much he insisted, prodding as gently as he could manage, kate had brushed him off with that smile of hers that was meant to reassure him but only worried him.
now, though, kate had sought him out, an admittance on her lips, and scott wanted nothing more than to reach out and chase away the DEMONS clouding her mind until she was whole and smiling once again. he shifted beneath the covers, scooting over until there was room for her to stretch out, before waving her over, “c’mon, there’s room for you here.” he wanted to ease her nightmares, and he knew words would not suffice ( he didn’t even know if he had the words to murmur to her ), so he would settle for the solid comfort and presence of a shared bed, hidden from the world for a few meager hours.