"When did his hands get this soft?"

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WARNING: fluff and mild to no angst.

If this makes you uncomfortable in anyway, please leave this chapter and tune in next week for another one.

Enjoy.






Sabito's point of view:

It had been a long day of training, and it felt like my legs had turned to mush and my arms to noodles. Giyuu in return passed out the moment he was cleaned up, and it made sense since he had been working hard.

I helped Mr. Urokodaki clean the dishes and put them away, and bade him goodnight. "Sleep well Sabito. Make sure to wake up Giyuu tomorrow."

"Haha, I will. Goodnight." I waved and smiled at him before going into me and Giyuu's shared room. I shut the door quietly behind me, not wanting to wake him. I tiptoed softly behind him and put away my clothes and got into my night wear.

I walked back around to the mattress and slipped into the covers, facing Giyuu. I smiled. We were close because we were all we had, besides Mr. Urokodaki. I sighed sleepily and closed my eyes, thinking of fond memories to help me fall asleep.

Before I knew it, Giyuu's hand had made its way to mine. I was used to his clingy-ness, as I went through it every night. Though he acted tough and cold on the outside, he was a kid, just like me, on the inside. I was glad he was able to hold onto something, even if he wasn't conscious during the time.

Another thing that was common with his holding of me during the night was sleep talking. The first time I had noticed it I thought he was awake, and I tried desperately to talk to him, thinking he was able to hear me. Our little 'conversation' lasted most of the night, and when I asked about it in the morning he said he didn't remember it. He thought he was a silent sleeper.

I rubbed my thumb gently against his hand, smiling to myself as he began to mumble in his sleep.

"....and I just.. mhm... and Sabi... he said... yea... training.. with him.... immediate.." if I listened closely enough the fragments almost made sense when put together. I stared at him, wondering why he dreamt about me so often.

"..n-no.... stay away.. not his fault.... stop..." My brows furrowed. This was a turn. I knew he had nightmares, I had been sleeping next to him for the past year, but it still pained me to know he was hurting, even if it was just a dream.

I tried to lift my hand to his shoulder, but he squeezed harder. Concerned, I moved closer, wanting to know what was bothering him.

"..he just tried to help.... I'm just... anyone but..! No not... don't hurt Sabito..." His face scrunched up into a grimace, and I saw his eyelashes become dewy with tears.

I gently moved my hands to his shoulders and shook him slightly. "Giyuu, it's alright, it's just a dream. I'm here, it's ok." Even though I shook harder than before, it was difficult to wake him from his dream.

"I don't want to... stop it.... don't touch.. I'm sorry.... no.. not him.... please..." His last words hurt my heart, and I clenched my teeth. Giyuu was too perfect to have those horrible dreams.

I shook him harder, saying in a louder voice, "Giyuu, it's ok. I'm right here. Open your eyes, it's going to be alright." I heard him choke quietly in his throat, a stifled sob escaping his lips.

My eyes widened and I immediately let go of his shoulders, only to embrace him in a hug. I held onto him tightly, hoping he would wake up soon.

I rubbed circles into his back and kept on whispering reassurances of safety for the both of us, until I heard him gasp. I felt drops of tears spill silently onto my clothes.

"Giyuu? Are you alright?" I asked quietly.

"I... that one.. you were..." I knew he couldn't form the words, so I clung to him even tighter.

"I know. It's ok. You woke up. We're ok." My voice hitched at the very end of my sentence, as Giyuu slowly put his arms around me as well. He cried for while, clinging to me as I talked to him about good things and happy thoughts.

For a while, we just held onto each other. It was comforting, having someone else so close, especially if that person is special to you. Giyuu Tomioka would always hold a place in my heart.

After a bit, I stopped hearing sniffles.

"You ok?" I asked, turning my head to face him.

"I think. Just a nightmare." He slumped into my arms and nuzzled his head into my shoulder. I laid back down onto the cushions, pulling him close. He brought his arms to my chest like a key fitting a lock, and I in turn pulled the covers over us and held onto him.

I smiled a bit thinking about how we would always be together, even if we weren't in the same place. I knew he was someone I could trust, and I think he knew that too.

I held onto his hand, like he had done earlier. I caressed it gently, and kissed it. I looked down to see him sleeping peacefully in my arms.

I kissed his forehead softly, and closed my eyes and hummed as I listened to his quiet snores.













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Was it ok? This is my first time writing a SabiGiyuu thing so I'm really nervous about publishing it lol. Feel free to leave suggestions or feedback, and I'll be back on Friday.

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