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“I wish they’d stop sending you on these trips when you’re so tired the whole time,” Riku tugs him in closer by the waist. “You’re too good at your work, hyung. They’re gonna bleed you dry.”
Sion’s lips fall into a flat line. “I know.” And what they both know he means is: I’m sorry this is the best I can do for the both of us.
He could argue back but all Riku says is: “it's okay." His fingers dance up Sion’s spine and rest over his nape. Squeezes the back of his neck. “Do you want me to get you out of your head, hyung?” While Riku helps Sion sleep for a lot of different reasons there are other ways, too, in which he helps. Mostly a very involved one. In which Riku takes him apart, piece by piece, wrings him out until he’s floating and out of his head and tiny.
In which Riku gives him no choice but to sink into exhaustion. In which Riku makes him.
“I’d like that,” Sion says. "Please."
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Sion has insomnia and Riku, of course, is the only remedy he has.