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A frustrated sigh escapes Mike's lips as he lays down on his bed, These past few days have been eating him alive. All the stupid activities Viktor organizes are so overwhelming that all he wants at this point is for it all to end. Mike settles back between the sheets; tomorrow will probably be just as bad as the other days, but he tries to not to think about it a lot, It's night now anyway, at least now there's a little peace.
The previously faint footsteps became noticeable; someone was approaching the closet door. Mike didn't bother to see who it was, nor did he even notice when they entered the closet.
" .. are you.. already asleep? " The voice sounded just seconds after the closet door had been opened again. Mike recognized Bryan's voice, even if he hadn't heard it clearly. Although Bryan didnt sound in his usual cheerful tone. What did he want now?
Mike shifted slightly in bed, still not bothering to look at his friend. " ..no. " That was Mike's short reply; he didn't really want a long conversation right now. To be honest, Mike wasn't even sleepy enough to sleep at the moment, but what could he do? He didn't have much motivation to do anything else, like write, which was what he usually did when he couldn't sleep. Even if Mike wasn't much of an expressive speaker, Bryan still managed to think that something was off.
Some seconds passed by, the room was totally silent, Bryan stood there staring at the tired man in bed.
" .. Does it bother you if i uh, ask you something ? " Bryan sounded genuinely worried. Mike wondered what was causing Bryan concern; maybe a few more minutes before bed wouldn't be so bad. " Go ahead " Mike yawned.
Some other awkward seconds, Bryan took a deep breath.
The atmosphere in the room grew colder every second, as if it were about to freeze. " Whats wrong with you? " Bryan kept his voice low and soft. " What do you mean " Mike quickly replied. ( ..fuck, this is awkward. ) He tought.
" Well i, i dont know, you've been acting really strange lately and..i'm a little worried " Total silence.
Mike sat down slowly on his bed, smoothing his hair a little , but not daring to look Bryan in the eyes. " im...im okay "
Mike didn't know if he should go back to bed; this was becoming a little irritating for him. He just wanted to be able to sleep and rest for at least a while. " You sure ? " Bryan took one or two steps closer slowly. He knew Mike was a little stressed, but not so much that he was isolating himself, though he couldn't blame him for that. Mike slowly turned his gaze to look the other man in the eyes, he really didn't know how to explain how tiring and irritating it was to live day after day in this awful place, at least from his perspective. He didn't know if Bryan would even bother to understand what he meant, even with such concern in his eyes.
" You can tell me anything if you want to, im not gonna judge you. " To his surprise, the room returned to an empty silence after that sentence. He waits a minute or two. Mike was trying to think of something he could say, an excuse, a reason. He didn't know how to "avoid" Bryan.
" Mike? " His worry was increasing slightly, Bryan nervously fidgeted with his hands. " i dont know " Mike spoke between breaths, trying to make the other man think that everything was returning to normal, but he seemed terrible at hiding it now. Bryan slowly approached, sitting on Mike's bed in such a way that he was facing him. " ..I dont know how to say it. "
Bryan kept watching him. " Its okay, take your time. " he said quietly. Some more seconds of silence, the room felt colder than anything else. " Its just that.. " Mike looked at the twisted bedsheets. " All of this shitty thing of activities and
Madeleine in general its just terribly overwhelming. All I want is to go home, this place is awful.. "
It felt much better to say it out loud. Mike let out another frustrated sigh, it was the only thing he could say on his own, or so he thought. " I dont even know if we are actually going to escape someday.. " Mike continued. " We are probably dying here. " Mike kept looking at the sheets, and he could see Bryan playing with his hands, although he didn't seem as nervous now. Mike felt Bryan stretch out his arm and pat his shoulder. " Maybe youre right " Bryan responded to the previous sentences. " .. Or maybe we can also keep going " he continued. " Do you think we can actually escape here ? " Mike was losing hope of ever seeing real sunlight again. " I dont know, maybe " Bryan changed his tone slightly, in case it bothered Mike.
" But at least we are together in this. " Mike looked at Bryan in the eyes once again, a tiny smile slowly appearing in his face. Should he do it? Bryan moved a little closer, he wanted to hug Mike, but he didn't know if Mike would mind.
Bryan patted Mike's shoulders again, in case he didn't want a hug, but to his surprise, Mike hugged him first, woah, he didn't expect that from him. Mike hid his face so that it was pressed against Bryan's neck. It felt embarrassing to need a hug right now, but Bryan didn't seem to mind.
Bryan smiled gently, one of his hands stroking Mike's hair. They both slowly fell , the frozen atmosphere suddenly becoming warm and somehow cozy, cozy enough to fall asleep.
Bryan slowly pulled up the blanket to cover them both. It just felt so good to feel warm for once, even if it was with clingy ass cuddles. Mike's frustrated sighs turned to relief; they were both enjoying the moment, just hoping it wouldn't be embarrassing tomorrow. Bryan continued stroking Mike's hair. It felt good to help your friend, didn't it? Both letting their eyes close, the warm light and sound of the wind through the windows were at their brightest, Mike kept his arms happily wrapping Bryan's torso and with a sleepy yawn they both fell asleep in the heat of each other's body.
After a few minutes, Oliver entered the room normally, instantly noticing Bryan and Mike cuddling. " Power of friendship they said. " Oliver tought.