The brothers with a S/o who has a nightmare?
Ooooh, this will be something cute and sweet
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One-Eye: When the two of you are in bed, One-Eye would always end up spooning you, holding you close and gentle against his stomach and chest, sometimes one leg over your own while his arms were always wrapped around your waist. So no matter what, you were always snugged in tight and close to one of your sweet, cannibal lovers, trying to protect you with his large frame though no matter how much he wanted to protect you from everything he could never protect you from your own thoughts and dreams. So when you began to squirm and mumble under your breath, you woke him up with a jolt, his hand shooting out to grab the knife he kept close by for both your protection only to realize you were still asleep and having a nightmare. He tilted his head slightly and moved to sit up more in the bed you shared, watching as your face scrunched up in pain then fear, head turning back and forth in short jagged motions as though you were dreaming something horrendous. He didn’t know what to do really, looking over at his two brothers sleeping soundly in their own beds, he wanted to wake them up to have them help you with whatever was giving your the nightmare. But tonight was his turn to have you in bed, so it was now his responsibility to make sure you were comfortable and ok. Licking his bottom lip he would reach over to stroke your hair, letting out soft whines and hums as an attempt to soothe you, hoping that it would make the nightmare go away and give you a more peaceful dream. It was starting to help, your heavy breathing becoming soft and slow, your squirms starting to die down. One-Eye was starting to smile like a fool, pleased with himself that he was able to fix a problem all by himself, a small rumbly giggle leaving him which cause Three-Fingers to let out a sharp hiss and throw a shoe his way for being woken up by the middle-child's noises. The thud of the shoe shocked you awake with a slight gasp, eyes glancing around in a slight panic before stopping on One-Eyes face. You let out the largest sigh and reached up to cup his cheeks “Hey…..hey I’m sorry, did I wake you up?” You would whisper tiredly, running your thumb across his skin, but the cannibal just shook his head and ran his hand over your hair, gesturing for you to go back to sleep and placed a sloppy kiss on your forehead that made you smile softly at how sweet he was being. Whatever nightmare you were having had now melted away from your memory, whatever it was must not have been entirely important as you turned to press your back against the large man and hold onto his arm, wrapping your fingers through his and began to drift back to sleep. His body feeling like a warm blanket.
Three-Fingers:
Today had been a rough one for you, a really wild rough day that involved you almost bleeding to death and two victims almost escaping. Luckily the three boys were there to get you, having been stabbed by one of the victims they two almost thought they could get away from their cannibal captives only to end up being brutally killed for hurting you during their attempted escape. Now you were taking a very long sleep on the couch after being patched up and coddled, with Three-Fingers watching over you from the kitchen like the scrawny mother hen he was. Your body still ached from the attack and was starting to affect your dreams, turning them from sweet nothings to something more sinister, the events of the day starting to repeat in your nightmares, causing you to whimper and whine. Three-Fingers glanced up from the food prepping to see you muttering in an upset tone and shuffling in your sleep, a concerned look forming on his face as he went over to where you laid and placed a hand on your burning forehead. Chittering nervously he would began stroking you hair and cheek, hoping these dream terrors would leave you be and let you have the proper rest you needed. But all it did was make you whimper more and began tensing as though you felt suffocated and in danger, feeling worried Three-Fingers took the chance of waking you up by grabbing you as gently as he could and moving to have you rest on his lap instead, holding you close to his thinly frame and rubbing your arm and shoulder soothingly. Luckily this did not wake you, but it sure calmed your nightmare back into a gentler sleep, resting your head against his chest. This eased Three-Fingers worry, but now he was trapped holding you on the couch, it would’ve be until another fifteen minutes when the two boys came back was he able to hand your sleeping frame of for them to hold and cuddle, allowing him to return to storing their meals away. Saw-Tooth: This big man is usually not the most gentlest comforter in the family, but he does at times try his best, in his own way. So the night when you were sleeping on his large stomach like always, he snapped awake when he felt you struggling and rolling off of him whilst whimpering and sobbing, the eldest sibling was extremely confused as why you were causing such a fuss and noise, especially so late at night when he and the other boys were trying to sleep. Saw-Tooth gave you a slight nudge and sat up to look at your still sleeping face, though scrunched up from whatever it was that was plaguing your dreams. Saw-Tooth would quickly glance at his brothers, happy too see that they were still sleeping soundly, so as quietly and gently as he could he scooped you up with his large arms like one would a baby and cradled you against his chest, frowning deeply as he tried to figure out what he should do next, trying to remember what his mother did when his siblings had nightmares, but that was so long ago, he was only just 6 or 7 when he last remembered something like that. Holding you tightly he would begin swaying back and forth, whilst patting your hair as he attempting to rock you back into a peaceful slumber. At first he thought it wasn’t working until he saw how you began to calm and your face relaxed back into a more neutral expression, your breathing slowing back to normal. He grunted softly, pleased that you were starting to calm, whatever nightmare you were having slowly melting away, he was sure you were going to tell him all about it come morning, though for causing him to wake so early the big man would definitely not be waking up at the usual time now.
