3 POV Shrignold

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I creep down the corridors, not only on edge from this morning but also from the nightmare I just had. But walking in this house late at night and not waking anyone is hard. And sure, I have my wings but they make noise too.

I finally get to his door, and open it slightly. He's still awake, watching too cats play with a toy rabbit.

He spots me.

"Shrig? Why you up?" I just rub my eyes and trudge in. "Shrig?"

Half dazed with tiredness, I snuggle into him.

"Shrignold!?" At this moment I don't care about his Haphephobia. I just need comfort. Paige would be too akwerd, Tony has a stick up his ass, and Harry isn't the best at comforting. So that just leaves Colin. With slight Haphephobia.

"S-Shrig...p please m move...Please...?"

"N..nightmare" I mumble into him, holding back tears.

"Shrig, y-you can s-sit nnnext to me..n not ON me..." I move a little but I'm starting to fall asleep again.

He sighs, and changes the video on his holo screen thing... To a lullaby and I doze off.

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