"Okay..sorry for worrying so much." Grayson said quietly, forcing a quick smile and picking up his own empty plate. "I'll let you eat." He added, getting up and walking back into the kitchen, biting his lip to try and stop the tears welling up in his eyes.
He shook his head, smiling a little bit. "It's alright. I'd worry just as much if I were in your position." He nods and eats his food, at points trying to force the food down even if he felt sick. He knew he was hungry so he ate. He set his empty plate down after a little while and opened his arms to Grayson. "Can… can I hold you, please?" He asks quietly.
Grayson set his plate down in the sink and glanced up as Seth spoke. He nodded quickly and padded softly back over, placing himself gently in Seth's arms. "Please.." He whispered, a couple tears rolling down his cheeks when he blinked.
He held the other close, kissing his forehead as he absently ran his hand through Grayson's hair. "I love you, I hope you know that. I mean it with all my heart." He whispers, his eyes shutting. He sighed and nuzzled into the other. He wiped away the others tear, "What's wrong, love?" He asks softly.
"I love you too." Grayson replied, leaning carefully against Seth while trying not to hurt him. "It's nothing..I just don't like seeing you in so much pain." He sniffed and wiped the tears from his eyes. "You don't deserve what they did to you."
He held the other close and kisses his cheek. "All of it is worth it if I have you." He whispers, his eyes shutting. "I adore you. All the pain in the world will never compare the the amount of love I have for you." He nuzzles into the other and rubbing a hand through his hair.
"I know. I feel the same." Grayson murmured in reply, gently running his fingers along Seth's scalp. "I want to stay with you for as long as I can." He added softly, shutting his eyes as well.
He chuckles and leans into the other as much as he could, just wanting to be close to the one he loves most. "You are the most wonderful and amazing person I could ask for. I'm lucky you love me." He chuckles quietly before kissing his nose. He fell silent, just leaning into Grayson's hands. They were safe now.
Grayson hummed, blinking sleepily as he lay on Seth’s shoulder, trying not to dose off. “I’ll always love you..” he mumbled, squeezing Seth’s hand gently.
"And I will always love you, my darling angel. But for now, I want you to sleep." He kisses the others forehead and squeezes his hand a little. "Sweet dreams, darling."
Grayson nodded and let his eyes close, drifting off. His dreams turned to nightmares, the events of the past hours coursing through his mind. He felt trapped again, Seth's brothers reaching through the bars of the cage. Their fingers brushed his skin, grabbing him and pulling, tearing him apart. He caught a glimpse of Seth's body on the ground, bloody and broken.
Grayson gasped awake, trembling and trying to catch his breath. "Seth?" He choked out, drawing his knees up to his chest.
Seth hadn't dozed off, mostly just held Grayson close as he let his mind process everything that had happened. He soon realized that Grayson was having a nightmare, and instantly he became worried. When Grayson called for him he gently cupped his boyfriend's cheeks. "I'm right here baby." He whispered soothingly. "We're safe."
Grayson nodded a little before pressing his face against Seth's neck, trying to choke back a sob. He held Seth tight, still trembling as he attempted to block out the terrifying images in his head.
Seth held him tightly, kissing his forehead and rubbing a hand through his hair. "It's okay." he murmured, his hands gentle as he gazed down at Grayson. "You're safe now, they can't touch us anymore. They won't find us. We're safe. It's just you and me. I'll never let them put another hand on you, I'll never let them near us again, I swear on it." He whispered. All he ever wanted to do was keep Grayson safe. Grayson was his everything, he was the reason Seth woke up in the mornings. He was the reason that Seth didn't give into his anger. He loved Grayson with all his heart and he swore to himself that none of his brothers would ever touch Grayson again. He ran his hand through Grayson's hair, whispering sweet nothings and words of encouragement, rocking Grayson back and forth gently. He would do anything to protect his love, anything to protect Grayson.
(damn where's my seth)
Grayson shook his head, tucking his chin to his chest and squeezing his eyes shut. "No no no.." He sobbed, freeing himself from Seth's touch and pulling his knees up to press against his forehead. "They're still here..he's still here.." He choked out, raising a trembling arm to cover his head as if he was trying to protect himself from something. "You.." His breath began to come in heavy pants like someone was forcing it out of him. "You aren't here..it's just a dream.." Grayson whimpered. "I don't want to wake up..don't want to go back…pl-please.." He gasped for air.
Seth had no idea what to do, his eyes were wide with concern, his hands gently reaching out to Grayson. He must be having a panic attack… His eyes were gentle and he shook his head. "Grayson, baby…. No one is here except you and me. Hey, hey. It's okay. It's okay. You're safe." He muttered gently. "This isn't a dream, you're awake." He gently guides Grayson's hand to his chest, let him feel the slow pace of his heart. "We're alive, we're okay." He murmured softly. He didn't know how to help so he stayed as calm as possible.
(I feel like everyone needs a mini Seth.)
(fjskdjsyes)
Grayson shook with sobs, too far gone to comprehend Seth's words. "Hurts.." He whimpered, unable to control the tremor in his voice. "It hurts.." He squeezed his hands tight over his ears, still struggling for air. He continued to mutter quietly to himself until his body finally gave up and he lay passed out on his side next to Seth, still shaking slightly but breathing normally.
Seth was startled and worried, his eyes filled with concern as he watched Grayson struggle, having no idea how to help or what to do. When Grayson passed out, Seth gently rested a hand against his forehead and whispered a soft spell. Just a simple one that would keep him from nightmares. He gently picks Grayson up, kissing his forehead and carrying him back to bed. It hurt like hell, but he pushed himself through it. He tucks Grayson into bed before grabbing a few things to help if the situation called for it. He returned to Grayson's side and held his hand.
Grayson slept for another hour or two before blinking awake. He stayed still, expressionless as he glanced around, taking in his surroundings. After a minute, he sat up and rubbed at his face, not acknowledging Seth's presence as he moved to the edge of the bed, staring down at his feet.
Seth had stayed awake most of the time, only just dozing off when Grayson woke up. He was in his chair, his eyes shut, his breathing soft and slow. His hand rested beside Grayson's. He seemed at peace for the moment. In reality he really wasn't. His mind was everywhere, his dreams hellish. But nothing gave that away. His body twitched a little when Grayson moved to the edge of the bed.
Grayson stood up and padded quietly around the house. He made himself some tea after taking a quick shower and sat down at his desk, glancing over at Seth. He's not really there..you're just imagining it…
He couldn't remember much of the past few hours events, only he was fairly sure the images of Seth's broken and bloody corpse lying on the ground that were flashing through his mind were real. His brain felt numb as he began catching up on missing assignments. Why don't I feel sad..I should be mourning right now. He's dead. Seth is dead.
Seth groaned softly in his sleep as Grayson showered and had his tea. His body ached but he was okay. He was alive. He hummed softly in his sleep, twitched and then cried out before his eyes shot open. He pants softly and looks around, gazing at Grayson's empty bed before seeing him at his desk. "Grayson?" He croaks softly, walking to the others side. He gently set a warm hand on Grayson's shoulder, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Hey baby… What are you working on?" He asks quietly.
Grayson flinched away from his touch, squeezing his eyes shut and resting his forehead in his palm. "Stop it.." He whispered to himself. "Stop stop stop. Focus…"
Where is he now..can they still hurt him when he's dead? Please let him be okay…please..let him be safe now.. His vision blurred slightly and he wiped at his eyes.
(sorry for the shitty writing, im multitasking lol)
(It's alright!)
Seth pulled his hand away in fear. "Grayson, what's wrong?" He asks gently, kneeling beside the other. He didn't know how to help or what to do. His eyes were wide with fear. "Baby talk to me, please?" He begs softly. Why was Grayson acting like this? What was wrong? What was going on? He seemed so scared, distant, and alone and it was scaring Seth.