A New Life (BoyxBoy)(Poly)

Chapter 20

- Adam POV -

My eyes jolt open as I desperately try to breathe, to no avail. S-something- a hand is stopping me from breathing. Two hands. I claw at them, trying to see who's doing this to me. Who would do this to me?

A face finally emerges from the darkness as I flail, sleep closing in.

He stares down at me, smiling as I slowly stop moving.

He says something to me as my eyes drift shut, though I can't quite make it out.

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I throw myself out of bed, wheezing. I roll on the floor as I try to fill my empty lungs. Damn- dream- memory- air-

After a few minutes that feel like hours, I fall back into a normal breathing pattern.

I use the dresser to pull myself up, and slowly wobble my way into the kitchen. I pour myself a glass of water, nearly missing the cup. I drink it in a single swig, placing the cup in the sink.

As I walk back down the hallway, notice a light coming from Daniel's room. I take a peek inside, and see him lounging on the floor. A car movie is playing on his TV, and explosions litter the screen.

My eyes begin to close as I lean against the doorframe, only to burst open again as I realize that Daniel, or rather, Daniel's chest, is less than a foot away from my face. Did I mention that he is VERY shirtless right now?

I stumble backwards.

"Um- I- um- S-sorry, I w-was just getting a drink of water and uh..."

"At 3AM?" he asks.

"I just- uh... h-had a nightmare. It's fine."

He places a hand on my head. "Wanna watch this with me?"

I gently nod, embarrassed by how childish this feels.

- Daniel POV -

I plop back down on the floor, this time joined by Adam. Our backs rest on the bed as we watch the show.

Well, as I watch the show. Adam seems distracted. I assume it's because of his nightmare, but I don't want to pry. I do, however, catch him staring at me a couple times(mainly my bare chest).

It doesn't take him very long to drift off, and I gently place him on the bed. He holds onto me, so I end up laying down with him. This is probably for the better anyway. I don't want him having another nightmare.

Also, he looks adorable when he sleeps.

I cuddle around him, soon falling asleep as well.

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Some noise begins to wake me up, and I pull Adam closer to my chest.

At least, I try to.

I jolt upwards, realizing he's gone. My eyes dart around, not yet adjusted to the dark room.

I finally spot him on the edge of the bed, quivering. He continues to whimper and sob, which I imagine is what woke me up in the first place.

I carefully pull him over to me. He flails around, in a world of his own.

"No... no... it hurts..." he mumbles to himself.

I gently run my fingers through his hair, rubbing his back.

"Don't worry, you're safe... you're okay now... don't be scared, darling..." I whisper to him, doing my best to calm him down.

He buries his face in my shoulder, still violently shaking. I try not to think about what he was most likely dreaming.

Instead, I focus on comforting him. He's so small and fragile, it feels as though he could break at any moment.

His cries eventually die down, though he continues to shake.

Does he really get nightmares this often? Now that I think of it, he does always seem a little tired. Does he just stay like this, all alone?

My heart wrenches at the thought. I hold him a little tighter.

I check the time on my phone. 4:50. I groan, feeling like days have gone by, not just a couple hours.

Normally I'd just turn a show on if I was up this early, but I don't want to risk waking Adam. I doubt he's gotten much sleep as it is.

I lay back down, carefully pulling the covers back over him. I hesitantly fall asleep, making sure he's still with me.

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