A/N: Ok...I'm really bored right now so I'm just gonna do chapter 4 to speed things along. Enjoy.
Mark's P.O.V
Me and Yami were sitting on the couch, watching 'Whose Line Is It Anyway'. Yami was still crying softly on the other side of the couch. For some reason that bugged me. I knew he needed comfort. I scooted closer towards him and wrapped my arms around his waist, hugging him. He rested his head on my shoulder, hiding his face from me. I heard a quiet sob as I stroked his shiny, brown hair. We stayed like that for the longest time, and he was breathing evenly. Assuming he was asleep, I turned off the TV and picked Yami up, bridal style, to his room. His room was pretty big. A big window was on the right side of the wall, Black curtains decorating it. On the left side was a door, leading to the bathroom I suppose. A queen sized bed with blue and brown sheets was in the middle of the big room, two green colored lamps on both sides of the bed. I walked over to the bed, pulled back the sheets, and gently laid Yami on the bed, careful not to let him land on his cut arm. Putting the sheets to his shoulders I carefully tip-toed across the room. I almost reached the door...
"Mark," Yami murmured.
I turned around to see Yami slowly sitting up, "Yes, Yami," I whispered.
"Can you..." he stammered, "Can y-y-you stay with me...You know...Just until I fall asleep,"
"Sure," I whispered.
I walked to the other side of the bed, took off my shirt and crawled into the bed, Yami facing away from me. I heard him breathing softly and assumed he was asleep but decided to stay a little longer just in case. A few minutes later I heard a whimper and saw Yami clutching his pillow, sobbing. He then turned to face me, eyes still shut tightly, tears running down his face, teeth gritted.
He's having a nightmare, I thought, It looks like a bad one, too.
I snaked my arms around his waist and pulled him to my bare chest. He buried his face into my shoulder, and I stroked his chocolate brown hair again. When the tears slowed, I kissed him on the forehead. I think I saw the smallest smile appear on his tear-stained face but I wasn't sure.
Don't worry Yami. Your safe with me.
Author's Note: So that's chapter 4. Pretty short but, you know, whateves! Moar to come! Peace!
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