Open Your Eyes. (boy×boy×boy) [FINISHED]

Chapter 23

~~The next morning~~~

France POV

I slowly opened my eyes to find the leaders sandwich-ing me. I glance at the TV clock, and it read 5:22 am on it. I did not want to move, cause once again, it was warm and my lower back is killing me.

But I did want to atleast move my stiff body a little bit, so I don't have to deal with my limbs falling asleep, or sore muscles. I slowly moved my hands above my head, after getting them around the leaders grips, and stretched.

I few of my bones popped into place, as I let out a long, quiet sigh of relief. Suddenly I hear Dean mumbled something in the words of fuck off and started shuffling around.

I never heard him sleep talk so this was interesting to hear. I was facing Jeremiah, so I could not see Dean, so I just listened. Soon Deans hands clutched onto my body, while his head rested on the back of my neck.

His deep, heavy breaths made my neck get warm, and I was wondering what was happening to him behind me. I soon heard him let out of a shaky breath, as if he was about to cry. His grip losen, so I slowly moved my body to face Dean and tried not to disturb Jeremiah.

When I faced him, I was met with pink, puffy eyes, and him trying to hide his face with his hands by "rubbing them to get rid of the sleep". I pulled his hands away and peck his forehead.

"Im here, don't suffer alone," I say lightly and quietly to Dean.

His arms sooned went around me in a tight embrace, not caring if he woke up Jeremiah. His head rested underneath my chin as he nuzzle his face near my collarbone.

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I let him release his emotions quietly, as he clutched onto me. I soon felt Jeremiah lean on one arm, peering over to see what was making quiet crying noises. I glanced up to him, to see a look of worry on his face.

His head the went behind me as he snuggled closer to me, and threw an arm around to rest on Deans back, going up and down in a soothing manner.

Dean only shoved his face closer to my collarbone area, as his face started heating up in embarrassment, as he let's out shaky breaths, trying to calm down.

"C-c-c-could you s-sing some type of l-l-lullaby, please, he muttered under his breath, still having a death grip on me. I stoked his bed hair as I stared humming the tune to Once apon a December, before starting to sing.

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"Dancing Bears

Painted Wings
Things I almost remember.
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December.

Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully across my memory.

Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully across my memory.

Far away,
Long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart
Used to know
Things it yearns to remember
And a song someone sings

Once upon a December."

I felt Dean's grip losen, before hearing soft snores notifying that he was now sleeping.

I continued to finger comb through Deans  hair. I felt Jeremiah shuffle again, before he started doing the same thing to me. I relaxed, and looked up to be met with Jeremiah chocolate brown orbs.

"Does this happen often?," I ask him just above whisper.
"Sadly, yes. He never talks about it though, but I have an idea about what's its about," he wisphers back.
"What is your "idea" about why he becomes so... fragile."
"When he feels more open to you he will explain, to you and me," he reassured.

I look back down at Dean's puffy eyes, I gently pecked his head.
"Goodnight JJ."
Jeremiah grunts, and puts his forehead ain't the back of my head.
"I swear, your not letting that name go."
"Nope," I responded popping the p at the end.
"And goodnight my baby orger."

And just like that I was out cold.

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I'm sorry for the late chapter!! School is being a bitch again, I hope you can be patient with me!

Enjoy reading!!
Bai!