I don't even know what this is.
Just a really short fic I'm writing while being unable to sleep. Ha ha...
I didn't read over this, so there will be mistakes. .3.
Cronkri for you all~
He was scared. You could feel his body shaking against yours. What he was afraid of, he wouldn't say. Afraid to mention what it was, afraid to write it down, even afraid to give hints. He was always fine during the day, but as soon as night rolled around, usually at about eleven, he would start getting antsy, and when midnight hit, he was in your room.
Just like every other night, his back was pressed to your stomach, and you ran your fingers through his hair, avoiding his small horns. Even though he was scared shitless, he was still able to lecture you about "touching another ones' hons without permission. #tw #sensitive areas"
This is how you two stayed, until sunrise. Neither of you getting a wink of sleep. This had been going on for weeks now, and it seemed to be getting worse by the day. Now that it was morning, you felt your beloved matesprit climb out of bed to fix you two a cup of coffee (a human drink that you really loved. Kankri didn't like the taste, but at least it woke him up.)
You laid in your human bed, looking up at the ceiling while rubbing your eyes. You were exhausted, and didn't know how much longer you could keep this up. At least you got an hour or two of sleep, you could only think about the other, and how he has been onl living off of coffee for energy throughout the day.
Poor chief, poor, poor chief...
A sudden crash brought yourself out of your misty-state. You jumped out of bed, and ran towards the kitchen, the place where you heard the crash.
There, in the center of the kitchen was Kankri, sitting in a pile of spilled coffee and glass. His hands were in his were covering his eyes. He was shaking again.
Quickly, you rushed over to him, sliding on your knees, and ramming into the poor troll, but still being able to turn that into a hug. You made hushing sounds, running your hands through his hair.
"Hush, babe, calm down. It's not real. Hush hush. Come on, lets stand you up. Come on, lets clean you off. You're covered in coffee. It must burn, heh?"
"It's going to be okay, chief. I won't let anyone hurt you."