Cherubplay

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"That doesn't mean anything. Once I dreamed about being a bird, and that doesn't mean I wanted to be a bird. Dreams are random like that." He nosed at his shoulder a bit, placing a kiss there.

2015-09-20 12:54:36

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He just looked at him, a sad look on his face as he leaned against him properly. There'd been blood on his hands, his claws, Dave's blood. He shuddered, making a soft noise of distress in the back of his throat.

2015-09-20 12:58:15

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He sighs a little, nudging his cheek with his nose to get Eridan's attention. "Eridan, you didn't do anything. I'm perfectly fine."

2015-09-20 12:59:23

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"You weren't. It was so clear." He sounded miserable, and reached with his other hand to press against his chest. "I know it's not real now but you were just lying there and there was blood on my hands."

2015-09-20 13:01:27

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He lifted his shirt for Eridan this time, so that he could feel his heartbeat and the warmth of his skin. "But there isn't now. Now we're here. It sounds like a fucked up dream man, it does, but you gotta understand that you can't be to blame for something you didn't do."

2015-09-20 13:03:37

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"They blame me for everything else why wouldn't I be blamed for this?" He curled up, hand pressed almost too hard to his chest as he tried to focus his breathing to match Dave's. "Don't let me sleep again. Not now. Too much going on in my head I just... I can't."

2015-09-20 13:05:36

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"Because you didn't do it. Eridan, you didn't volunteer to have the dream." He spoke in a soft voice, squeezing his hand a bit. "You don't have to sleep now, it's okay. I'm here, and everything's fine." He kisses his cheek.

2015-09-20 13:07:08

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"I never volunteer to dream. Too much hassle." He loosened his grip a little, slowly, carefully moving until he was curled up to his chest, but not in his lap. "I'm sorry." He squeezed his hand, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest.

2015-09-20 13:10:05

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He placed his free hand on Eridan's hip, as if he was awkwardly hugging him, but just wanting to have some contact right now. "It's okay." He kissed his forehead. "Can I hold you?"

2015-09-20 13:12:16

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He nodded, both to his question and his statement. He reached to finish off his tea, settling himself closer to Dave and looking to see how he wanted him, whether he needed to move more or just let Dave do it.

2015-09-20 13:13:41

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Dave moved Eridan until he was pretty much sitting on his lap, because that's really the only position he wants right now, to be holding him and assuring him that things are fine. He wraps an arm around his waist, and holds his hand, placing kisses along his neck and cheek to distract him. "I love you."

2015-09-20 13:15:49

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He curled up in his lap, one hand clutching at his shirt again as the other squeezed his hand. He didn't close his eyes, just kept staring at the column of his throat and occasionally squeezed his hand. "I love you too."

2015-09-20 21:24:10

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Dave keeps doing this for a while, trying to be considerate and not go too far, but at the same time showering him in small affections.

2015-09-21 03:03:31

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His grip kept relaxing and tightening on his shirt as he practically forced himself not to think about it.

But even his best efforts couldn't stop his mind from turning back to the picture of Dave lying wide eyed and so pale on the floor. He shuddered, pressing his forehead to the side of his neck.

2015-09-21 03:05:25

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He started humming softly for him, maybe music will distract him from his thoughts.

2015-09-21 03:07:38

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He raised a hand to gently press to the corner of his jaw where he could feel his pulse. He could also feel the vibrations through his throat from the humming, and it slowly helped him relax. He couldn't shake the images from his mind, but the reassurance that Dave was /alive/ was enough for now.

2015-09-21 03:09:34

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He kept humming for him, and brought their hands up to kiss Eridan's knuckles after a few minutes.

2015-09-21 03:13:07

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He'd quieted enough by now, and was just staring blankly ahead. H s voice was back to the blank normal tone he'd taken up during his previous down swing. "When are you going home?"

2015-09-21 03:16:28

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"I can go later, it only takes me a few minutes to walk here."

2015-09-21 03:23:30

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"You were going to mix, weren't you. Will you still have enough time?" He wondered if he'd've had the guts to call up Dave to figure out if he was alright if he wasn't there when he woke up.

He nosed at his jaw, shifting a little to press closer to him.

2015-09-21 03:25:03

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"That doesn't matter right now, leave the mixing for another day." He shrugs a bit. Dave wouldn't be able to focus on it even if he was suddenly feeling like mixing.

2015-09-21 03:31:23

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He nodded eventually, eyes a little unfocused as he zoned out in counting how many hairs he could see. It was distracting work, and eventually the tight grips his hands held loosened.

2015-09-21 03:35:09

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Dave felt awful. He didn't know what to do, and Eridan was still freaking out but probably trying to bottle it up. He has no idea of how to help. Damnit, why does Lalonde have to be the one that can psycho analyse people?

2015-09-21 03:38:37

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He felt the need to hide, to curl up under layers of blankets or in that small space in the back of his closet he made that one time when the nights go far too bad for him to handle with drinks and endless tv shows.

Maybe if he shoved everything about that night away and forgot about it he could act normal when Dave came back from getting clothes. Or even before he leaves. But pushing it away first meant actually paying it attention and no, never again.

2015-09-21 03:44:26

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He ends up grabbing a blanket that's nearby, covering Eridan's back with it as per usual. He wishes he knew how to assure him that having a fucked up dream won't make things happen, or that said dream doesn't make him a bad person, but he's just so scared. It's not about logic, its about feelings, and Dave never knew how to deal with those.

2015-09-21 03:48:26