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He’d had his condition under control for many years now, with a careful balance of medication and diet that worked together to keep the sleepiness at bay during the daylight hours. The doctors had diagnosed him with narcolepsy when he was a child, and he’d been living with the effects ever since; only recently had Sebastian realized that he didn’t have narcolepsy in the traditional sense. Instead, he was suffering the effects of having the god of sleep for a father- just another unwanted facet in his fractured relationship with Hypnos.
The knowledge had made him spiral slightly, going off the regimen he’d used for years if only to spite the half of him that he despised with a passion. The sleepiness was back, maybe not as strong as it had been when he was a child, but no less damaging to his daily life.
Coming home to see someone curled up on their doorstep was probably a surprise, but Sebastian didn’t have much control over when and where he nodded off these days.
