A hand running through your hair, skin on bare skin, feet touching feet, you found yourself lying in bed, your eyes half closed, drowsy and complete.
Wait - what?This seemed strangely familiar. You knew Sirius was right behind you, even though you hadn't looked at him yet; you couldn't really feel him but heard him breathe in and out slowly. How could you be so sure it was him?
His fingers would touch your neck in a second, wouldn't they? They did. Why did you know that?Soon enough you realised you were dreaming the exact same dream you had had the night before, so you jolted up quickly while shielding your upper body with the blanket and turned around to look at Sirius.
He was lying on his back now and frowned for a second with his eyes shut."What're you doing?", he mumbled, eyes still closed before rubbing his palm flat across his cheek.
"I... I'm sitting", you said.
"Yeah. I can tell", Sirius answered and opened his eyes a bit. "But why?"
"Because we shouldn't be lying in bed together."
"Is it time for breakfast already, or what?", he asked as he shuffled to lie on his stomach and buried his face in the pillow.
"No Sirius", you said and snorted. "You don't understand. We're not a couple, we're just friends. I'm dreaming, this isn't real."
He raised his head slowly and looked at you in irritation. "If you want to break up with me you can just tell me, you know. No need to come up with some 'Ohhh this is all a dream, I'm the ghost of Christmas past' bullshit."
"No, I... Okay whatever, forget it."
Dream-Sirius obviously wasn't aware of what was going on and if you couldn't convince him otherwise, you might as well could play along. You looked down at yourself and noticed that you were wearing a tank top anyway, so you lowered the blanket from your chest and laid back down, an arm's length away from him.
He looked into your eyes for a while and asked: "So you don't want to break up?"
"No", you said and smiled. Technically you didn't want to, even if it wasn't possible to break up when you're not in a relationship, but that was too complicated to explain now.
"Good", he said, a tiny smirk on his face. "I'm glad to hear that. And you're not a ghost?"
"Still not a ghost, nope", you reassured him, while he reached out to hold your hand but couldn't grasp it.
"Come closer?", he asked and almost sounded shy, as he held up his blanket for you to slip in.
Should you? You definitely could, he asked you to. But was it right? Could it even be wrong if it was just a dream?
"Um, okay. If you want to", you said and shuffled his way.
"Yup", he said and nodded. "Uh-huh, that's it, yes."
Dream-Sirius wanted you close, really close. But he was constructed by your subconscious and you couldn't believe how desperate it made you look for him. Theoretically you could do whatever you wanted right now and no one would ever know. You could cuddle, kiss him, or do other things and you were sure Dream-Sirius wouldn't mind at all.
But it would feel weird. It was one thing to dream of someone without you realising it, but when you actually figured it out and made use of it, it would make you feel like some kind of dream molester.
So you decided not to take action and just interact with him, even if Dream-Sirius was really a version of your own mind thinking of him. Merlin, your psyche was problematic.
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Somnium - Sirius Black x reader
FanfictionA dream is a wish your heart makes when you're fast asleep, in dreams you will lose your heartaches, whatever you wish for, you keep (Cinderella).