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Daniel giggled pulling the thick covers to his chin. Corbyn smiled a toothless smile his tired eyes twitching for sleep. He rubbed his face gently "it's early," he told his wide awake boyfriend. Daniel hummed in approval the boy sat up on his knees and stared down at the tired teenager. Corbyn rolled on his side and stared back at the younger. "What are you doing weirdo?" He asked yawning and cuddling the pillow behind his head. "Staring at you," Daniel responded leaning down and placing his chin on corbyns shoulder. "Your so weird," Corbyn chuckled. "Are you going back to sleep?" Daniel asked shifting his body so he was no longer on his knees but kept his head where it was on corbyns arm. The blond hummed in response. Daniel sighed and laid back down normally Corbyn smiled at him without opening his eyes and threw an arm lazily a crossed Daniels waist. It was only 5am Daniel woke up about 20 minutes ago with morning sickness and since then hasn't slept a wink. Corbyn had only just woken up when Daniel laid back down.


Daniel kissed the tip of corbyns nose "corbean," he said moving his face closer to the blonds. The tired teen hummed as a sign for Daniel to go on. "Your breath smells like shit," the blond responded by breathing out into his boyfriends face eyes still shut begging for sleep. "Night Dani," he said pulling the blankets over his face. "Night corb," Daniel said looking around the room already bored. He hated this place.



He shivered and sunk under the blankets as well he buried his face in corbyns chest the other boy barely reacting because he was almost asleep. Daniel kissed the side of corbyns neck gently before snuggling against him once more. Within the next few minutes Daniel was listening to snores. Snores and crickets in the dark cold building. He hated this place. He was petrified of it in the dark so once the sunset he barely ever got off the cushion him and Corbyn used as a bed. He only really left the cushion if Corbyn went with him he only got up on his own in the dark if it was an emergency other than that he'd wait it out until either Corbyn woke or the sun rose.

They hadn't seen Jonah or Eben since the day they were brought here and no contact could be made to the outside world. They didn't even have a clock the based everything solely on if the house was bright or dark. If it was bright they knew it was day if it was dark they new it was night simple as that.


Daniel tried and tried to fall back asleep but to no avail. Corbyn was snoring quite loudly which annoyed him to some extent so he ended up rolling the opposite direction. His bangs fell over his face he tried to brush them away but he gave up when they fell once more he sighed and put two hands on his belly.

He felt the movements of the creature inside him and groaned. The thing never stopped kicking him. He hated it. He hated the gremlin. The room was so dark he could barely see his own hands in front of him. He sniffled the cold making his nose run and ran his hands over his face. He felt disgusting his hair was greasier than he remembers it ever being, his skin was dry and cracked, lips bloody and chapped, bones aching for movement, fingernails broken and brittle, spirits crushed. He sat up on the cushion bed blankets covering his lap while he just stared into space. He sat there for what felt like hours but it was only a few moments.



He sat there until he felt warm liquids running down his face. He knew he had got another nose bleed something that had been happening a lot recently due to the dryness and cold. He left the liquids up until he could taste the dark red substance on his lips.





Even though it was disgusting and made him want to puke he let the blood seep into his mouth. It was the only solution to dampen his dry mouth and sore throat. He was desperate it had been a little over three days since a drop of clean water had touched his mouth because the pipes to the sinks had frozen, or the two clueless Teens suspect that is the problem at least.



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