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COMFORT.
Wesley woke up in the middle of the night, Paris was panting heavily and letting out harsh whimpers in his sleep.
The sounds were airy and almost like the male could not catch his breath. "Fuck." Wes spat, getting up quickly from the bed, within the first step he took, he wrapped his foot in his blanket and his chest slammed against the floor. He let out a deep breath as he held in the scream he wanted to release from the pain.
He collected himself off the floor and went over to Paris, who was now breaking out in a sweat as his face was flinching and his eyebrows furrowed.
Wes sat on the bed and gently lifted Paris' torso up, resting the other against his chest. "Hey, hey it's okay." Wesley spoke softly, slowly rocking Paris back and forth.
After a bit more sweet whispers into Paris' ears, the panicked breathing slowed down and Paris seemed to relax into Wesley's body.
Wes let out a sigh of relief and held Paris tight to his chest, slowing rubbing his hand up and down the other's back. Eventually Wesley rested up against the wall and fell asleep with Paris crawled up in his lap.
When the morning came, Paris was the first to wake up. His body was no longer in Wesley's lap, it was in fact, now lodged between the bed frame and the wall. When Paris sat up and crawled out from the hole he found himself in, he couldn't help but to giggle at the odd sleeping position his poor roommate was now in.
Wesley had managed to somehow lay sideways on the bed, his feet dangling off the side and his back pressed against the other wall Paris' bed was next to.
The sound woke up Wes, the other let out a groan of pain as he sat up. Due to his poor position he ended up falling right off the bed. "Ah fuck." He winced out, his back and butt now both hurting.
Paris started laughing at the action, "Laugh all you want, I'm in this pain because of you." Wesley grumbled out as he got up. "Try to be nice and this is what I get."
"Oh come on, I was sleeping in a hole!" Paris stated vaguely gesturing to gap between the bed and wall.
Wes let out a tiny giggle, "How did we even end up sleeping like that?"
"I have no clue, I think we need the Scooby Doo gang to solve this mystery." Paris joked, stretching out his arms and getting out the bed. He offered the other a hand, who gladly accepted. "You can go get ready first, I gotta finish my work for English."
Wes nodded, "Ah, okay. I'll go down to the showers."
"Oh Wes?" Paris called out, Wesley let out a soft hum as he dug through his clothing, "Thank you."
Even though he never did specify what he was thanking the other for, they both knew.
After his shower, he headed back to his dorm, being stopped by someone standing in his way. "Excuse me." He spoke, looking up to meet the cold blue eyes.
