Stitched Together (Deimos x Sanford)

Forty-Four

The two of you hold each other close, comforting one another. The rest of the day passes slowly, consisting of mainly you comforting your boyfriend as he regains his thoughts.

As Deimos fades out of his relapse of memories, he breathes shakily, and caresses your face as he finally calms down. He sighs as you hug him, and as he hugs you back, the clock in the room strikes 9:00.

Christ, time really glided by today, you can't even remember what you did today other than just make food and comfort your lover. You lean back to the wall, the cold feeling from it sends small shivers down your spine.

Deimos lies down near you, his hand wrapped around your arm slightly. As you get comfortable on the bed, you decide to lie down instead of leaning on the wall. Deimos slowly moves to your chest and hugs you, completely exhausted from today.

As he rests on the middle of your chest, you close your eyes to sleep. Deimos' voice echoes out through the quiet of the night. "G'night, Sanny, I love you." As he hugs your side, you talk to him. "'Night, Dei, I love you too."