May 9, 2025
Atemu sat up with a silent scream, his eyes burning with tears, he had that dream again.
That awful dream.
The one where he was breaking, no really he was broken, and he was giving up. Allowing that....thing...to consume him...
Letting that man, win...
Atemu closed his eyes and began to take five deep breathes in, and slowly let them back out.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
His heartbeat slowed and when he felt the warmth of his partner next to him, the heaviness of the blanket, and he recognized where he was, he gave a sad smile.
"He didn't win. I won." He whispered to the room. "I am in control, the past can't hurt me." He laid back down and kept repeating the words, until sleep took over.