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Are you awake ?

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° Bo Sinclair ° Vincent Sinclair ° Brahms Heelshire. °

After a long day spent arguing over everything and nothing with your boyfriend, Bo, you went to bed on your own. You were as mad at him as he was at you and even if you both knew that the next day, everything would already be forgotten, it was in your room that you went and not in his which was now your shared room. Bo didn't stop you, going to bed alone in his room.

Even if it was on your own that you decided to sleep in your own room, it was not that you managed to fall asleep. It was hot and yet the weather was humid, which could only mean one thing: a thunderstorm was approaching. Storms didn't necessarily scare you, but you didn't feel comfortable this time around. Finding no comfortable sleeping position, you end up getting out of bed with a long sigh. There was no way you could sleep alone tonight. It was like you were craving him.

Leaving your room, you took the direction of his, knocking on the door of it.

“Babe… are you awake?” You asked through the door. A door that opened almost right away.

“What is it, Darlin’?” He questioned you, immediately noticing that something was wrong, seeing that you were shivering.

“I… I’m sorry for today, my words were too harsh, and I was on your back all day… I shouldn’t have, and I have no excuses but… Can I sleep with you?” You mumbled as you nervously tweaked your fingers, looking down.

It wasn’t like you at all to apologize like that, and he knew it very well. That was why he instantly knew that something was wrong. Opening his door wider, he shifted to the side to let you in.

“Come here Darlin’.”

Walking in, you barely gave him time to close the door behind you before throwing himself into his arms to kiss him. As he hugged you with his arms, you could smell motor oil, cigarettes, and sweat emanating from his body, but you didn't care. He was everything you needed right now. All you wanted was him, and this was exactly what he was going to give you.

Vincent :

It wasn’t unusual for your boyfriend to stay the whole night in the basement, working on his art, but that night, it was different. It was a cold night of December, you had a hard time falling asleep from the coldness of this winter in Ambrose. You were shivering as you opened your eyes around 3 am in your shared bed, instantly making you groan as you saw the time it was. Only wearing thin pajamas, you wrapped yourself in a blanket before putting on a pair of socks to rush to hasten you to join the one you love in his basement. There was no way you could stay alone in that bed anymore, at the risk of turning you into a statue of ice before sunrise.

Knocking at the door before opening it, you slowly descended the stairs to join him. The warmth of the basement enveloped you the moment you opened the door, making you sigh in relief as you closed it behind you. That was exactly what you were looking for, a warm place to sleep with the man you love.

“Love…? Are you still awake ?”

Candles of all shapes and sizes were lit all over the vastness of this room, but you knew very well that didn't necessarily mean he was awake. Fortunately, he was. Working on a canvas, Vincent raised his head when he heard you approach him. Even if he had been immersed headlong into his work for long hours, he hadn't lost track of time. He knew very well what time it was, and that was what worried him about seeing you here. Tilting his head to the side, he was waiting for you to explain the reason for your presence here.

“It’s cold up here… Can I sleep here tonight? With you?” You softly asked, walking toward him.

A barely audible sigh of relief escaping his lips, Vincent obviously nodded at your request. How could he ever refuse you anything? Impossible, he loved you so much. Kissing his lips through the mask he wore over his face, you headed for the mattress that was there to drop into. Spreading out the blanket you had brought with you, you placed it on top of the one that was already on the mattress. Snuggling yourself well beneath those two blankets, a second sigh of well-being escaped your lips as your gaze rested on your boyfriend. You expected to be able to fall asleep watching him work, one of your cute sins, but to your surprise, he was putting everything away. And soon enough, he joined you under the covers, coming to curl up against your back. Taking off his mask, he put it on the stool that he used as a bedside table when he spent the night here. His arms around your waist, he pulled your back against his chest. After all, it was late, and you were here, there was no way he was going to keep working instead of spending the night with you. Especially since it was only in each other's arms that you could really warm each other up.

“Good night love.” You sweetly whispered as you snuggled closer to him before closing your eyes.

As a reply, he chastely kissed the back of your neck before closing his eyes in turn. It was more than time to rest, and this was definitely the best way.

Brahms :

It had been a long day, your boyfriend had been a real brat all day, making you struggle to do your daily chores. All he wanted was your attention and deep down you knew it, but you had no other than to scold him as you needed to do your chores. After all, with his behavior, he kind of deserved it that day. The punishment you gave him was the worst for him: Denying him access to your room that night. Maybe that would help him to think about what he has done.

Surprisingly, even if he complained a lot about it and tried to change your mind, he ended up doing as he was told. Now alone in your own room, sleeping in your large bed, you woke up in the middle of the night after a nightmare. Your past life wasn't full of joy, and it was still giving you nightmares from time to time. Jumping out of your bed, you were shivering, not only from the coldness of the night. Why did you have to face a nightmare that night? The only one who was always able to console you, reassure you, it was him, the man you sent to his room earlier that day.

Screw his behavior that day, you needed him. Still shivering, rubbing your arms, you headed towards his room, wearing nothing but a thin pajama that wasn’t helping much to keep you warm. You knew almost every hidden place and passages in this huge mansion, your boyfriend trusted you enough to show you almost everything here. It was now your home as well, after all.

Stopping right in front of the door of his secret room, you knocked.

“Baby… Are you still awake?”

Even if your voice was small, the door instantly flew open as soon as you called him by his favorite pet name. Brahms sleep always had been light, and he obviously heard you as soon as you got off of bed. A bit startled, you slightly jumped, looking up at his masked face.

“What’s wrong?” He asked in his child voice, worry about you.

His head tilting as you threw yourself in his arms, he was quick to catch up. Strong arms wrapping around you, he held you tightly as he pulled you inside. Closing the door behind the both of you, he led you towards the bed. Usually when he did that, it was to lust one over the other, but this time, it wasn’t. This time, he was going to be there for you, just like you are always for him.

“I had a nightmare…” You softly mumbled against his hairy chest.

“I’m here, you’re not alone, my love.” This time, he spoke with his own voice as he made you lay on top of him.

You didn't want to talk about it, and he respected that. He wasn't going to force you to talk. Instead of talking, you simply closed your eyes, cradled by the one you love. It was in his strong arms that you felt the safest, and it didn't take you long to fall back asleep. Brahms held you the whole night, staying awake just to keep an eye on you. Don’t expect him to let you do any of your chores either the next day, but unlike today, it would be because he wants you to have some well-deserved rest.

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