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Soft breathing filled the relative silence of the room. Yuri was one of the people who contribute to the quiet noise, curled up under the warmth of the blanket. It seemed as if he was sleeping peacefully, with the steady breaths that he took.
Until that was disrupted by a small, sharp gasp. A frown appeared on his face, though he didn’t wake yet. He only stilled, the lack of movement giving anyone awake to see it the thought that he wasn’t breathing.
An exhale, as he began to shiver, with small twitches in his movement. Not long after, Yuri shot up in bed, biting his lip as to not make any noise. One hand reached down to the stab wound he had, digging his nails into the flesh.
It would be a while until Yuri stopped shivering from the remnants of whatever nightmare he had, and even longer until his breaths were controlled enough to give a semblance of normalcy.
