Tøp - cold nights

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Characters: Vulture! Clancy / Torchbearer
fandom: Twenty one pilots
Story type: Angst/comfort
song: Intentions - twenty one pilots

The air in trench was thick with silence- filled with the words they couldn't say. The banditø camp, normally alive and busy during this time of day, was silent. Most were off keeping guard or staying to themselves. It was no exception for torchbearer, who was in his tent with Clancy laying in his arms.
Recently it seems there's been more nightmares for the vulture hybrid, which have grown stronger and more violent as time passed. It's gotten to the point that he practically had a seizure in the middle of the night. Luckily torchbearer woke up in time to keep him steady and got him wrapped up nice and gentle in his blankets afterwards. Although he wouldn't admit it to Clancy, the fact that he didn't wake up during the seizure scared torch the worst.

What if he hadn't woke up?
what if the vultures found him before he had?

Those thoughts made him sick to his stomach. he wanted to keep Clancy safe- he HAD to keep Clancy safe, yet here he is failing at it.

What if he fails again like he did with blurry?
like he did with Nico?
like he did all nine cycles ago.

He's snapped out of his thoughts by a clawed hand coming up to gently hold his face. Clancy looks up at him with tired, dazed eyes. "Where are we..?"

Torch sighs and places his hand over Clancy's. "We're in the tent. Same place you fell asleep...same place you'll wake up."

Clancy looks at him like he's stupid. "What?" Torch sighs, trying not to get annoyed with him. "We're in the tent. You were...sick...so I took care of you. You probably don't remember." Clancy flops back against him, wings spreading out like an outstretched bird. "Yeah..I don't remember anything.." Torch sighs as he looks down at his feathered neck, the black paint sleeping higher seemingly every day.

he brings his arms around Clancy, firm but soft, as he gently strokes his wings. "Hey torch..?" "..." "What if fall asleep again.."

"That's okay.."

"You'll stay with me...right?"


"Always, Clancy."

"Always."

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Like 300 words, just a short mind dump

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