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It was a beautiful night over the Kamisato estate. The full moon kept proudly watch at the highest point of the starry sky, embracing the mountains, trees and grassland in its silvery light. It was a bright and soothing night in Inazuma.
What is this?
With a start Childe woke up, sitting upright in his bed right away. His face gleamed from cold sweat, his shirt soaked. Panting and with shaky hands his blue eyes wandered through the foreign room.
Still in utter confusion he tried to regain composure, slowly recalling what happened and where he was.
Thoma had invited him over to the Kamisato estate and offered him a stay in one of the guest rooms after they spent an evening together in Inazuma.
Seriously?
A sarcastic grin appeared on the redhead’s lips when he was aware of this moment. He got scared by this foreign silence?
Silence, huh?
This was something he wasn’t used to and didn’t seek at all. Instead he preferred the uproar of battles to numb everything a silent moment could re-awake deep inside of him.
Being now exposed by this right now caused his heart racing and he just couldn’t find himself to calm down. And the next moment he found himself standing at the room door. „If you need anything, my room is the first one on the right.“, the redhead recalled the other’s words in his head.Then he stopped his body, which was moving on his own. He couldn’t impossibly seak comfort right now, right?
How pathetic…
But the male somehow felt an unfamiliar urge to visit this room on the right. This continued when he walked barefoot over the corridor with the tatami floor and even when he took a seat on the edge of the futon, where the blond was sound asleep. Childe’s eyes wandered over the other’s relaxed face. He looked so peaceful in his sleep.
I wonder what you are dreaming, right now. How is it to have sweet dreams?
Watching him sleep already soothed his racing heart and shaky hands. His presence alone was able to give him comfort. Thoma was surely someone astonishing.
Okay, this is enough.
Still feeling ashamed of his strange – and in his opinion poorly – behaviour he stood up, attempting to leave again. When a sleepy voice came from behind him. „Childe? Why are you here?“ Childe turned around towards the male who now was sitting. „Do you have trouble sleeping here?“
„Well…“ In the end he messed up and woke Thoma up. Now what should he say? How to put it into words? Normally it was an easy task to make up things right away. So why was he struggeling with it at this moment?
Childe became aware that Thoma was eyeing him. The room was bright enough to see things clearly, so the redhead noticed the change in the male’s expressions. „You’re shirt is wet! What in Narukami's name happened?“ Thoma jumped on his feet, truly concern in his voice.
„Maybe I got into a fight.“
Though Childe knew that this was barely a satisfying answer nor a reason why he was in Thoma’s room in the middle of the night. But there was in fact a trace of truth in his words. To his surprise Thoma grabbed his wrist and pulled him into a hug, gently wrapping his arms around him.
„I don’t know what you are battleing. Neither now or in the past. But please let me cease your pain in any possible way.“
Childe closed his eyes. Why could Thoma always come up with the words he needed the most at a time? Words he didn’t even knew he needed to hear. And why was the other’s closeness emerging him into a warmth he never felt before? In Thoma’s arms Childe felt safe.
Maybe he would have cried at this point, if his tears wouldn’t have dried out a long time ago.