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Waking up came slow and groggy, Wemmbu couldn’t really figure out if he was still sleeping or actually awake.
His head felt like it was filled with fog, a very heavy layer of fog. He felt like he was floating through space, up in the clouds, it would be peaceful if it didn’t feel like something was very wrong.
He couldn’t shake the feeling, like he was trying hard to wake up, to gain consciousness, but his body wouldn’t let him.
Something heavy was laying on him, or was he laying on something heavy? He really wasn’t sure.
His breathing was calm, it was like his body couldn’t catch up with his head, or the other way around.
A small whine left him, it almost reached his ears. The thing he was holding, oh he was holding something? Moved, it wasn’t much but it filled his chest with panic.
He clenched around the thing, never wanting it to leave. The thing, a person? Chuckled against his chest, He think it said something but nothing was reaching his ears.
The body went slack again, letting Wemmbu hold it, he let out a happy hum. snuggling his face into his hair. They lay there for a while longer, letting Wemmbu catch up more to his surroundings, breathing in the scent that he slowly started to realise was Eggs. Which didn't help with the whole, getting control over his body back. A smile found its way to his face, happy to have Egg this close to him, using his hand that was cradling his head to caress his hair.
He doesn't remember how he got here, his head tries to grasp at things, but the overwhelming scent of Egg and his body close to his, was blocking his head from grasping reality.
The body, Egg, tried to move again. Enough time must have passed for him to attempt it again. But Wemmbus body wasn't having it. He held on tighter, hearing a faint groan from Egg, hafly hearing a frustrated "Oh my god.." as Egg went slack again.
Wemmbus hand that was holding Eggs middle in place starts feeling up and down over his back wanting to be as close as possible.
They lay like that for an uncertain amount of time. Egg apparently accepting defeat and just lays there to fall asleep, if his unmoving body is anything to go by.
The next awakening goes by a lot more clearer. It's the best sleep Wemmbus had in, probably years. He wakes up well rested which is already a red flag. This time something heavy is actually laying on him. It takes him a concerning amount of time to figure out what the weight is.
Egg is laying on top of him, Egg is laying on top of him! They're laying chest to chest, Eggs face squished in the creese of his neck, breathing soundly. One arm rest to his side, the other lays over Wemmbus shoulder snuggled gently in his hair, just laying there. Their legs tangled together in a mess. Wemmbu got his arms around Eggs middle, holding him there.
Wemmbu does not know what to do. His head is fully empty. He tries hard to remember what had even happened, how they ended up here, but he turns up blank. He remembers coming home with Egg, sorting out his stuff, and then, then what?
He has memory of feeling, of feeling content and happy, but why? He's so confused.
He should probably move Egg, maybe. It would be awkward waking up in this position with him. But they did somehow end up here so the seraphim must have had some clue on how they got here, must have willingly laid with Wemmbu, hopefully. What a thought that is.
He really should move Egg, like really. But. it's nice, having him here, this close. They never get to spend time like this together, relaxed and safe. There's always something or someone after them. it wouldn't hurt to spend just a little bit more like this.
He tighten his hands around Eggs waist, just because he can. Noticing the purple fabric of Eggs clothing, but the seraphim doesn't own anything purple? Trying to get a better look without any movement, Wemmbu realised, oh my lord Egg is wearing his hoodie, his! That's, that's nice Wemmbu thinks, dropping his head back against the pillow. Letting out a shaky breath.
Egg doesn't seem to stir at the movement, still breathing cutely against the exposed skin of his neck, mouth slightly open. Wemmbu wants to move one hand up to feel the softness of his hair, but hes too afraid to wake him. So he stays like that, trying to memories the fall and rise of Eggs chest against his, tries to memories the feeling if the stray strands of hair that tickles his cheek.
But he can't lay here forever, they've probably already laid together for a bit too long now, and Wemmbu really wants the gap in his memory back. So he tried to gently move Egg, moving an arm up to cradle the side of his head while slowly tilting him to the side.
Egg makes the actually cutest whine Wemmbu has ever head, not wanting to be moved. The seraphims arms tighten around Wemmbus, and he might just die form cuteness overload. Wemmbu halts his movement, not knowing how to proceed, if he even should.
It feels unethical to break such a peaceful moment, to let go of Egg when his subconscious mind at least, doesn't want to be let go of. Wemmbu needs to be a real strong man to get through this.
But luckily or unluckily Egg starts stirring. Wemmbu lays there frozen, not knowing what to do.
When Egg wakes, his body tenses. The way he’s laying on top of the dragon hybrid, he can’t tell right away if Wemmbu is awake or not. But this time with the way they’ve moved he might actually be able to leave the dragons arms.
So he tries to lift his head up, and immediately makes eye contact with Wemmbu.
They’re just staring at each other, holding their breath. Egg notices that the dragons pupils are back to normal, which means this whole, instincts episode is over.
His arms can’t hold himself up for that long so with relief he lets himself drop back into Wemmbus chest, laughing. The last, he doesn’t even know how many hours, have been such a confusing ride.
Wemmbu join in, laying his head back down on the pillow feeling their chests move with the laughter.
“Bro.” Egg starts, pushing himself to the side so they’re both laying side by side, staring up into the ceiling. “You alright? you back with me?” He asks.
For lack of any words or really, any understanding of the situation, he breathes out a laugh.
“Yea.. yea i am, bro, what even happened?”
Egg just continues to giggle laying there spread out, still wearing his hoodie, his. Wemmbu turns to his side to get a better look at him. With a laugh Egg starts.
“Bro, I don’t even know, like,” He giggles nervously, that does not help the situation.
“Well, y’know, god bro, you’re so possessive” Egg laughs, moving his hands op to cover his face, nervously giggling.
“What! Bro you can’t just say that! What the heck!” Wemmbu moves to sit up, sitting crossed legged staring down at Egg.
“Bro come’on, you gotta tell me!” Wemmbu whines at him.
After an agonizing pause where he just had to sit with the uncertainty of it all, but at least Egg doesn’t look uncomfortable about the situation. He’s smiling, giggling and hiding a cute blush behind his hands.
Reluctantly Egg starts talking about it. About how Flame, so knowingly, gave him that bracelet and how Wemmbu immediately got lost in his instincts seeing him wear it.
“Bro it was so confusing! One moment we we're just chatting, the next you were grabbing me and pulling me, in here.” He ends unsure, looking away from Wemmbu, clearly embarrassed.
“And the hoodie?” Wemmbu asks, it’s been the only thing plaguing his mind under the explanation.
Egg looks down at himself, forgetting he was even wearing that in the first place, the blush never ending on his face. He pulls himself back up against the wall looking at Wemmbu, looking away. He can't really keep his eyes on one thing. Hoodie so oversized on him it covers his hands. God can Egg chill out? it's so hard to think when hes that, cute.
“Ah. yea, that. You just kinda? Put it on me? I don’t know bro! It was so confusing” He whines, Wemmbu just laughs at him, that bastard.
“Well, my instincts was onto something I guess, it looks good on you” He whispers, the never ending blush Egg had going on got so much worse.
“Shut up!” He whines, lightly hitting Wemmbu.
They’re just sitting there, catching their breaths, calming down from the crazy day they’ve had. After a moment Wemmbu takes in a deep breath and asks.
“So? What now?”
“What do you mean?” Eggs eyes finally settles on Wemmbu.
“I- Well, y’know, where do we go from here, with all of this being, y’know, out?” Wemmbu gestures all around with his hands. Not wanting to say in detail how he actually feels quite yet. Today has already been too much.
“Uhh, well, we'll just take it step by step I guess” Egg shrugs.
“Yea. Step by step” Wemmbu repeats, looking deep in thought.
After a beat he moves up against the wall next to Egg, putting his arm over his shoulder and pulling Egg into an embrace. He feels Egg let out a breath of air, shoulder relaxing against Wemmbu.
“I like this step” Egg giggles, leaning further into Wemmbus side.