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< i exist- t×c///01

///this is yet again another
almost 2000 word fic, i
can't help myself
someone stop
me\\\

///anyways enjoy the fuckin
team-make-a-wish fic\\\

-i exist///traves×cooper
chapt. 01/01

         i glide my hands through his velvety locks, that simple action always helped him sleep. he hasn't done much sleeping lately so i hope it hasn't changed but from the slowly changing pace of his breathing & how he hasn't opened his eyes for minutes now, i know it's helping. so i continue, gently twirling his wavy golden locks between my chubby fingers & humming a random tune. i don't stop untill he's long into sleeping & i know for sure if i was to move he won't wake up.

         it takes awhile, but i don't mind & soon he's in a deep sleep. i move around getting comfy, his arms end up wrapped around me & my head against his chest listening to his now steady faint heartbeat. unlike cooper i don't have problems sleeping, far from it actually so i'm out like a light almost automatically.

         i wake up to cooper tossing & turning, mumbling things i can't hear, let alone understand. i start shaking his shoulder gently trying my best to not startle him,

         "coopie!, cooper wake up! you're having a nightmare, you're okay, everything's okay!" i say while shaking him, he starts to groan & pulls on his hair, seeing this i grab his hands, "cooper! stop! you're okay i'm here, nothing'll happen to you!" i say hoping to get through to him, i want to continue but he wakes up before i can.

         he jumps away from me, eyes wide with nothing but pure unadulterated fear, i've never seen him this scared before- it's terrifying. he pulls his legs to his chest & rests his head on his knees, he wraps his arms around his calves, i can tell from here his breathing is unsteady. i sit closer to him so he's in arms reach,

         "coopie?" i ask in a whisper, unsure what to do in this moment, i don't want to startle him more by moving to quickly or touching him. "coopie what's wrong?" i try again hoping to get any sort of reaction from him. "nothing is going to hurt you, you're safe here, i swear! coopie?" this time i slowly reach out & gently rub small circles into his shoulder, he tenses his whole body but quickly relaxes, he rests his hand on my arm & squeezes softly,

         "sorry about that trav, i had a pretty rough nightmare &- uh- it- it was not fun. sorry i freaked out like that..." he says against his knees, i smile sadly,

         "it's okay coopie you just scared me is all. you didn't even freak out that badly don't worry!" i say then gently pull his head up so i can look at him in the eyes to continue, "i'll love you through all your "freak outs", nightmares, & everything in between, you don't have to apologize." i smile & blush a little, he chuckles,

         "god trav that's so gay!" he says with the most poop eating grin i've ever seen, god i hate him.

         "you ruined the moment!" i yell, "& we are gay you dingus!" i say throwing my hands up in frustration.

         "you're difently gay!" he points at me laughing & soon we are both laughing, the hardest we have in a while; tears steaming down, stomach ache, full laugh that i've missed seeing on cooper & i've missed doing.

         i've missed this so badly.

         i don't really know what happened or if it was a set event that caused cooper to be so depressed? i don't even know what to call it but on the rare occasions that he does talk to me about this he says hes always felt this way but recently hes been getting more & more intense nightmares that's put him in this rut, about what i don't know but i will never press him to talk about something he isn't comfortable talking about, i just hope he gets better or at least a therapist. the lack of sleep is starting to get to him even if he won't admit it, especially since lunch club launched. it's a very stressful time for everyone & adding on having nightmares every night & feeling depressed? i almost sigh out loud thinking about it.

         i get up to make breakfast, cooper groans in protest of me leaving the bed but he let's me go without to much protest knowing food is coming. i walk down the hall then into the kitchen & spend the next 30 minutes or so cooking breakfast for the two of us; carson only eats cereal in the morning & noah wakes up to early for me to cook him breakfast so he fends for himself most of the time. just before i finish i feel arms wrap around me tightly & a light kiss on the back of my head.

         "coopie! Stop that, i need to pay attention to the fire hazard that's cooking our food!" i joke, then smile at the sound of his faint chuckling against the back of my head. "i'm being serious! we could die!" i make an explosion noise & even throw my hands in the air to mimic one. he laughs again but feel his arms release, i look & see him sit on the counter behind me with a beautiful type of smile i only get to see rarely now; a smile that's so pure & happy no sence that it was force at all, like he doesnt even realize he's smiling. he puckers his lips at me,

         "why are you staring at me? you're gonna burn those eggs lover boy." at those words i make an agrrrhhh noise then turn to look at my eggs & loudly sigh in relief seeing they're okay,

         "you scared me coopie!" i say while pointing the spatula at him, he laughs again,

         "well pay attention you stupid. are you almost done i'm fuckin hungry." when i eventually do say they're ready he smiles & gets up grabbing plates & forks for us. i finish up cooking & soon we are eating.

         we spend the rest of the day the streaming stardew valley together, we stop around 7, order some food, & watch a movie that coopers been meaning to watch for a while. after it's over it's now 9 pm, usually that's early for us to sleep but cooper hasn't been sleeping well for days now so he's exhausted & i dont mind sleeping early.

         it's been 3 hours now, i decided to stay wake making sure cooper goes to sleep but i know he hasn't slept & is fully awake. i roll on top him resting my chin on his slowly rising & falling chest.

         "what are you thinking about?" i ask, i feel him sigh more then i hear him & he opens his eyes a little just enough to see me, he continues almost like he contemplating whether or not to tell me what's going on in his head,

         "i just can't make them stop, they get so loud- my thoughts. i'm so worried i'll turn out like my mom." he takes a deep breath, "maybe worse." he whispers; his mom was a wonderful woman but had a lot of demons, demons that eventually took her life & demons that she passed down to cooper. i scrunch my face up in disapproval.

         "no," i shake my head, "you are similar to your mom like i am to my dad; you have similar demons but they'll fade; fall away, get better- they have to, you matter to much to us all." i say, he holds my check in his hand and caresses it, he looks away biting his lip,

         "I'm scared & i- i don't think i can do this alone anymore. that's- honestly what really scares me." he meets my eyes for a split second then continues staring at the mattress. i purse my lips,

         "you never had to do this alone & you especially dont have to now." i state then continue, "i know it's hard for you to open up but i'll be here whenever you want to crack that shell. i always will be." he sighs & smiles a little

         "can- can i just hold you? sorry but i-" i laugh a little & interject,

         "coopie?" i ask meeting his woried, tired eyes.

         "yeah trav?" he asks, him looking down again, i just sigh,

         "i'll always be down to cuddle so please calm down, its okay. i swear." i see him smile then i turn to my side, my check against his chest, my arms around his torso. he kisses the top of my head, his light pink lips against my curly black hair, arms around me tight. i can't help but think how perfect we fit together; he's my puzzle piece that i've been missing all these years.

         & that's how we stay all night, how we wake up. it's so relaxing waking up to him holding me, when i stretch & he grumbles at my movements.

         i would be content never moving again.

///i feel like travis is just in a constant
state of !, idk why i think that or if
that's even accurate but
it fits him i think\\\

///lowercase intentional\\\
///words- 1536\\\