Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes. English isn`t my native language..
Safe...it means when you feel calm and protected, like nothig can harm you...nothing bad can happen.
The last time I felt like that was three years ago. I was sleeping in my mothers bed...the night was rainy and cold. The room was full of dark shadows, but I wasn`t afraid, beacuse she was there... I could hear her heartbeat. That sound always callmed me, kept the worst nightmares away. I wish I could hear it right now... but all I can hear is rain beating windows. The chest I am laying against has no heart in it. It isn`t warm like humans... It doesn`t rise and fall. I hate it when he stops breathing, makes me remember his true nature...not human.
" Sebastian "
"Yes.."
"Can you...breath, while you are here.."
"Of course bocchan"
My head is lifted as his chest rises and don`t know why, but it makes me feel better.
I don`t remember when I started sharing bed with him... or why. But he didn`t complain, didn`t ask anything so I just ordered him to stay...
Maybe I`m still hoping to feel something close to that...of being protected. Strong arms are wrapped around me, he is troking my hair with one hand and I do nothing to stop him.. because I need it in order to be an adult in the morning again.. I can allmost pretend that if I close my eyes and just feel that gentle touch, which doesn`t hurt I can be safe for a while..safe in demons arms.
me hopes it can make you feel something... (not going to ask for reviews)