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Chifuyu was sleeping soundly hugging her pillow when he was woken up by a whimper. He frowned in annoyance at being disturbed while sleeping, his body tiredly sat up. He ruffled his hair, making it messy, and looked at the person lying on the floor.
It's been a week since Kazutora lived with him. And Chifuyu had to confirm one thing that when he was here he began to have insomnia. This big tiger always had nightmares every night, not a single night he slept well. His eyes are always darkened and darkened day by day, making him very worried. He's like that, you can't sleep well, every time you wake up one night.
Kazutora was lying curled up now, his whole body wrapped up in the blanket. The hand unconsciously grasped the rim of the blanket and held it tightly, the corners of his eyes kept tearing up to wet the pillow. His face had a gloomy expression of fatigue. His mouth was filled with something.
Chifuyu felt pity. He knew he was still haunted by his guilt, so he felt guilty. Many times he saw him lost in thought, sometimes he was sad, even a few times he looked in the mirror and burst into tears. You know it all, you just don't want to say it.
Chifuyu gently got off the bed, he sat on the mattress and gently patted Kazutora's head. The wet tiger slowly came out of that terrifying dream, his breathing ragged and his pupils scared. His face was covered in sweat and chilled fear. He looked at him with yellow eyes, blinked a few times, then jumped up and hugged the person in front of him tightly in his lap.
He didn't know what he was dreaming about, but it seemed like a bad nightmare. Chifuyu gently responded with a warm hug, patted him on the back and asked in a low voice, "Nightmare, Kazutora?"
He nodded silently, still clinging to him, not wanting to let go.
"Is it scary? You're crying on the pillow"
"Um...I...dreamed of you dying...Then I was alone, then I fell again...Chifuyu, I..."
Even though he knew it was just a dream, he was still scared. In the fantasy, Chifuyu was dead, he was killed in that heavy rain night. It was his hand that felt the coldness of the dead body, even the red fishy smell. Despite his hoarse voice, he remained motionless and did not answer. He leave him, leave him alone and die with the god of death.
Chifuyu simply understood the meaning of his reply. He used to be like him, dreaming of Baji's death. The painful reality robs him as well as his fantasy. The haunting pain that had tormented him for a long time, looking at Kazutora he felt like seeing his old self again. He slowly got out of the other's arms, his hands gently brushing his golden bangs, wiping away the tears that were rolling down his cheeks. Easy says:
"Look at me, I'm still here. It's just a dream, it's not real. Everyone dies, the present together doesn't mean the future forever. But I can promise you until the time comes. I'll still be by your side, not a second. Okay, Kazutora?"
Kazutora looked into his sparkling blue eyes, an endless blue, a blue of eternal peace. Unknowingly, a strange feeling appeared in his heart, the feeling of wanting to be with him for the rest of his life.Chifuyu yawned, he rubbed his eyes and lazily climbed into bed. He tiredly leaned over the warm softness of the bed, huddled under the blanket, and looked at Kazutora and said, "Kazutora, let's share a bed."
"H-Huh?"
He was about to lie down to sleep again when he was startled, shocked.
"It's late, it's getting cold. Lying on the floor will catch a cold, lie down next to me for warmth."
" Is that okay?"
"You talk too much!"
Kazutora thought for a few seconds then happily listened to Chifuyu's words. He lay on the bed next to him, feeling the softness of the bed and the faint scent of jasmine. In the quiet night, despite the bitter cold, two people were sleeping. They lay on the same white bed, covered with a blanket, and rested their heads together, then felt the warmth and entered the dream world.
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