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Now That You're Here (L x G)

(Lupin x Goemon oOoOo rARRrRe)
Minor references to Part 5

"Goodnight Jigen! Goemon!" Lupin waves as he leaves the large bedroom with a pillow in hand.

"He's sleeping on the couch again?" Goemon asks from his side of the king sized bed usually shared by the three of them.

"Looks like he's having his night terrors again," Jigen says with a sigh as he puts his sleeping cap on. Goemon raises a brow.

"Night terrors?"

Jigen chuckles.

"You're not around often to see it—guess you're lucky—but time to time Lupin would have some really bad nightmares, I'm not sure why. But if he ain't holding onto something, he'll kick one of us again like last night."

Jigen itches his back implying where he's been kicked.

"How... odd."

"I've seen all of it, and there's nothing I can do to help him. But hey, the nightmare stuff goes away after a while. It's just how it is."

"...Hmm..."

Jigen leans over to the nightstand to turn off the lamp and snugs himself into bed comfortably.

"Lights out, have a good night Goemon."

"Rest well, Jigen."

Goemon settles in bed as well, with his Zantetskun by his side as always. He listens intently, hearing Lupin quietly settle down on the cozy leather couch in the living room, twisting and turning into a comfortable position of his own.

It wasn't long for all of them to fall asleep, quietly hearing the calm night time breeze pass by outside.

=UnU=

Goemons eyes flicker awake, taking a moment to adjust in the dimly lit room, only the moon shining brightly through the window nearest to him. Silently, he sits up and looks beside him, admiring his Zantetskun for a moment.
He looks at this other side expecting to see Lupin, yet the middle of the bed was empty.

Ah right, he's asleep on the couch.

Grabbing his Zantetskun, he gets out of bed and heads out the bedroom, towards the kitchen, to get a cup of water. He usually does when he forgets to drink something, anything, before bed. He quietly lurks down the hallway and into the largest room of the home. He glances over at the couch, only being able to see the back of it instead of Lupin, and continues on into the kitchen, quietly taking out a cup he usually drinks sake out of and a Japanese-Style white pitcher of water from the fridge. He pours, puts the pitcher back, and closes his eyes as he sips quietly, listening to his surroundings.

Huff huff huff

The samurais eye brow twitches.

Huff huff huff

"Lupin?"

Goemon places his empty cup on the counter and silently makes his way to the couch, slowly peering over its backside to see Lupin.
The thief is found still in his suit than down to his tank top and boxers. He pants heavily, hugging a pillow tightly in a curled position. His teeth grit, his brows furrow, and his forehead beats with a cold clammy sweat. He seems to twitch and move, muttering words Goemon couldn't understand.

Is he in pain?

Goemon walks in front of Lupin and squats down, staring at Lupins brows and hair while the rest of his face was hidden away in the pillow the thief is hugging.