{ @itstayson continued from here } Liam easily rests back as his arms wrap around Luke, rubbing along his back as he holds him close and nearly protectively. Their pasts are similar, though not the same, but the emotions and issues that came from their blurred pasts certainly could intertwine with the similarity behind it all. Liam could remember his own nightmarish nights; they were hell with the cold sweats and tears. The insomnia that would ensue and devour his nights, one in which would keep him awake for days on end till he couldn’t handle it anymore. Even when he did sleep it was restless. Those nightmares stuck with him for years but they eventually did fade. He wished the same for Luke in every aspect, but healing took time and patience with ones self. “Don’ ya worry, yeah?” he murmurs softly, almost wishing that he had had someone there for him when he had awoke from a night terror; but the past was the past and there was nothing he could do to change it. “’M ‘ere for ye if ya need ta talk it out. Ya can stay at mine. Have no problem wit’ ya bein’ ‘ere.” A pause and Liam takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, being careful not to move Luke around too much.
