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Mia held Simon to herself, watching as he fought and gave into the sleepiness washing over him.
"I'm going to keep you safe…" She promised softly, resting her head on his.
Mia held Simon to herself, watching as he fought and gave into the sleepiness washing over him.
"I'm going to keep you safe…" She promised softly, resting her head on his.
((Sooooo we got any plans we want to put into action or should I go ahead and throw in a night terror?))
(A night terror could be good filler, be might have to do a time skip soon cause, yeah, Astral isn't going to be doing shit to Simon for quite some time. I'll get to work thinking on ways we can force the three to interact, like Simon or Mia getting hurt or something)
((Yeah, soon as Astral starts checking up on Simon more is when I’ll probably throw in a tiny thing with Emile.))
(Got it!)
Simon was only able to peacefully rest for a bit before his dreams began to turn unpleasant. Nothing much at first, but it’d get much worse very quickly. “N-no!” He mumbled, beginning to squirm a bit.
Mia looked down when she felt Simon moving around, quick to action.
"Simon," she said, sitting up with Simon in her arms. "Simon, wake up, it's a dream sweetie. You need to wake up now."
He whimpered softly, trying to curl in on himself some. “Please..please stop..” he muttered, definitely sounding close to bursting into tears.
"Simon, sweetie, it's time to wake up." Mia was being as gentle as she could, but she knew what Simon needed was to get out of that dream of his.
"Up, com'on, I know you can do it."
He shook his head slightly, beginning to hum nervously. He’d stopped speaking now, which could either mean he was close to waking up, or that the storm hadn’t even come yet. He’d begun to tremble in Mia’s arms.
"Simon, Simon," Mia continued. She had to get the man up. If he was close to doing so, it would be good. And if it wasn't even close to over… she needed to stop it before he was too far in.
"Wake up, S-Simon…"
After another moment, Simon finally jolted awake, looking appropriately distressed, his eyes wide and breathing in and out much too quickly. He wasn’t entirely sure yet if he was safe or not. It’d take a moment for everything to begin to make sense again.
Mia let Simon out of her hold some so he wouldn't freak out too much.
"You're safe, Simon, I promise…"
He didn’t say anything for a moment, his eyes doing a quick sweep of the room, reassuring himself that he was actually safe. He put a hand on his face, as if checking for any injuries, his hand dropping back down to his side when he didn’t find any. He looked over at Mia, offering a sad smile. “I’m sorry…”
"There's nothing to be sorry for, Simon." Mia spoke softly, offering her hands to Simon again.
"You didn't have any control over it. I'm just glad was able to wake you up…"
He nodded quietly in agreement, nestling back into Mia’s arms as soon as it was offered. “Thank you for waking me up then…”
"You're welcome, dear…" Mia wrapped her arms lightly around Simon, pulling him close to herself. She ran her fingers through the man's hair, letting out a breath.
He tried to let himself relax but he was more afraid of drifting off now. He hated that he still acted like this. That he felt an overwhelming need to cling to someone else for comfort as soon as anything happened. He sighed softly. He was an adult, and he hated how he still acted like a child.
Mia figured there was no way Simon was going to go back to sleep, and she didn't blame him. So, instead, she held him to herself, fingers still gently combing through his hair. She knew Simon needed comfort, and that it would never bother her to give it. The man had been hurt so much, by so many. It was no wonder he took any comfort he was offered.
Simon stayed pressed against her side, letting her run her fingers through his hair. It did help him relax but he still couldn’t help but feel bad for disturbing her. He didn’t know how to make the nightmares stop, or if they ever would.
Mia stayed calm for Simon's sake, a soft expression on her face. She didn't break the silence, but she did shift some, pulling the blankets up around them. It must be getting later in the day, because it was getting cooler in the palace.
Simon had noticed the change, beginning to grow colder as the room did. He was grateful when Mia pulled the blankets around them. “Hey Mia?” He asked softly. “What do you think Astral’s going to do to us?”
Mia thought a moment over the question, and what her response would be.
"I'm not sure on everything," she finally said, softly. "But I think he's going to leave us alone."
“You think so?” He asked, looking up at her. “I really hope so…but I don’t see why he would leave us alone.” He truly didn’t understand what Astral’s plan was here. Maybe he’d leave them alone until the baby was born but after that, well, Simon was about 80% certain that Astral was going to murder them.
"I… I don't know, for certain, but… you're different, with him. That he's giving space at all is strange. I think he's not going to hurt you." Mia said nothing for herself. After all… he'd already proven his willingness to do so. She held back a shudder as she remembered when he decided to seal her inside her own mind.
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