Supernatural Multi ship collection

Illusions - Midam

Michael/Adam
[Midam]

It was loud around him. Too loud. The sounds were horrible, sharp, loud and jarring. It felt like his head would explode. He felt like his guts would turn around and he couldn't stand on his feet anymore. He fell to the ground and his hands are pressed against his ears. Too loud! Too loud! That was the only thing he could think of. Adam tried to look up, to the place where the sound came from, but it was impossible. The strong, strange light blinded him. He looked into the lights for only a second, but his eyes felt already dry and burned; unfortunately he couldn't rub them, his hands were already placed on his ears and he was sure his head would explode if he would put them away.
That was the moment he thought it couldn't get any worse. Well, he was absolutely wrong. Suddenly his whole body started to hurt. And it was hot, freaking hot. He thought his body would burn. Adam couldn't open his eyes but pressed himself against the wall with the back that he could find behind him. But something pressed him against the wall even harder. His head was thrown back and hit against the stone walls. He gasped for air when the dull pain started to spread around in his head. But that was not the only pain he felt, something seemed to touch him on the arms. Adam wanted to scream but there was no sound coming out of his mouth and he slowly started to lose control over his body. Somehow it felt numb but he still felt the pain. Is my body burning? I am dying, right? I always thought dying would feel different. Not that hot. And I thought I wouldn't feel like every piece of me would be ripped apart ...

And suddenly, everything was silent. The pain was gone and he slowly started to feel strangely comfortable. It wasn't hot anymore. It wasn't loud anymore. He couldn't feel anything at all.
When he tried to move his hands away from his ears nothing happened.
Where they even there?
Adam slowly tried to open his eyes but again nothing happened.
Where they even closed?
They had to be, he couldn't see anything.
Or was it dark around him?
Where am I? He tried to say that out loud but he couldn't. Now the blonde boy started to panic. What happened? Was he really dead?
Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Adam cursed. That can't be! No! Shit! I can't feel anything! Oh ... wait ... There was something he could feel; he could feel something. Something warm and calming. He instantly thought about a cold, rainy day in autumn where you would sit in silence on a sofa in the living room, reading a book and listening to the raindrops on the windows. That was something he often did when he was younger. It made him feel calmer and he was even able to see that picture in his mind; himself sitting on the sofa in his old home in the living room with one of his favorite books. He was even able to feel the soft material behind his back and underneath him; the cover and pages on his book in his hands. It was relaxing and he finally could feel his body again. Adam smiled and stretched his back. Everything was alright again. Then he heard a noise behind him and he looked up, to the door. A dark haired man walked into the room and smiled at him. Who is that?! Why is he here?! He started to feel nervous and scared. Why was a stranger in his room? The stranger walked over to him. "Hello Adam." He placed his hands on his head and kissed him on the cheek. Adam relaxed again. He needs more sleep. How could he not recognize his own boyfriend, Michael? "Good morning, Michael."

Michael stood up in his new vessel. He made sure that the owner was alright and would always be. Okay, usually the angels never chose a dream in which the owner was in a relationship with the angel that possessed him, but he liked the human. He had been watching over him for a very long time. "Everything will be fine, Adam. I promise."