Rtc Chatfic-ish (nischa)

Chapter 55

the bed creaked as noel shifted in it, a beam of light piercing through the gap in his eyelids as he opened them.

it was mainly a flash of white light, as he tried to move his head away from the window right by him.

he turned to see a dark silhouette of a man sat there, also waking from some form of slumber.

"hello noel.." a voice spoke, a thick accent clinging tight onto each word.

Noel panicked, his instinct was to get up and run. all of the muscles in his body tensed as he shifted forward, a mere inch. he wasn't exactly in the strongest position right now.

"hey.. uh... mischa..?"

mischa looked down in disappointment. not in noel, obviously not. he could never feel anything close to that towards noel. it was to himself. he really let noel down like that.

"Listen, Noel i am so sorry about e-" Mischa began, only to be cut off by a hush from Noel.

"No. Not now... Later."

Mischa complied, not wanting to do anything to affect the boy in anyway more than he already has.

They sat there in a silence whilst Noel tried to determine whether it was awkward or comfortable.

"so..."

then he realised, it was awkward.

"so.."

"....can i hug you?" Mischa asked, slightly shyly.

If you knew Mischa, which you readers should by now, you'd know he's not usually the shy type, which is why it was a slight shock to Noel.

Noel nodded slightly, moving wires and tubes out of the way and reaching out to the Ukranian boy, resting his head in his shoulders. Mischa moved beside him, sitting on the bed as he wrapped his arms around the other. Mischa felt his shirt feel wet slightly as he looked down at noel.

and Noel cried.

he cried for himself, he cried for mischa, he cried for who he used to be.

Mischa held him tight, holding him close to his chest and running a gentle hand through Noels hair as he sobbed.

"im sorry.." he whispered, his voice hoarse from choking on his silent cries.

"its okay. you have nothing to apologise for." Mischa whispered back comfortingly, kissing his forehead and holding him tight in his arms.

Noel looked up, a vague smile on his face as Mischa leant into Noels ear, whispering words he didn't realise the other needed to hear until he did.

"You're safe now."