Even if he has honestly gotten used to sleeping in Feliciano's house without the threat of being injured or someone sneaking in to try and kill him though he'd come back to life easily enough, Luciano still sleeps with a knife under his pillow. It's natural to do so no matter how comfortable and safe he might feel. It's the first thing he grabs when he hears the door to his room being opened.

He sits up violently quick with his knife ready to defend himself, glaring at the doorway. It takes him a second to process Feliciano there in an oversized t-shirt and a pillow squeezed in his arms. He lets out a huff of air when he realizes he's safe. He puts his knife back under his pillow and shakes his head.

"What are you doing?" He asks bitterly at having been woken up, shifting his blankets to get more comfortable. He glares when Feliciano just pulls his pillow closer to him. It's here that Luciano sees the soft tears wanting to spill out of Feliciano's eyes in the darkness. His chest tightens up at the small squeak Feliciano lets out.

"I.. I had a bad dream," He confesses quietly. Luciano's first reaction is to scoff and tell him to get over it but Feliciano looks so distraught it plays with his own emotions. He rubs the back of his head awkwardly as the situation they are in comes crashing down on him. He doesn't know what to say to this. No one has ever gone to him for a nightmare usually because he's the one they are having nightmares about.

"Are you.. Okay?" He finds himself saying though he's sure there are better words to say. Feliciano twitches in the doorway, shifting from foot to foot, and shakes his head. Luciano grinds his teeth. He doesn't know what to say.

"Can I sleep with you?" Feliciano asks softly. Luciano actually jumps at that. He stares dumbstruck at the small sad hopeful look on Feliciano's face. He can't say no to that, can't say anything. He doesn't let people sleep next to him. No one wants to anyway. He opens and closes his mouth a few times, trying to find words when Feliciano steps forward anyway. Luciano flinches as he crawls into the bed. He's left staring down at Feliciano, now with his head buried into his pillow and cuddling into the sheets, utterly confused.

After all the shit he's done to him and yet still Feliciano comes to him in a time of need has him baffled beyond belief. Uneasily he shifts himself back down to his pillow, staring at Feliciano still with confusion on his face. He tries to ignore the new feelings but then Feliciano sniffles and wiggles closer to him. Luciano sputters indignantly as Feliciano snuggles into his chest, hiding his face and clinging to the shirt he's wearing.

"Are you.." He can't find the words to finish his question. Feliciano is whimpering softly and Luciano for once has no idea what he's supposed to do. People don't normally trust him enough to be in situations like this. People don't trust him in general. Yet Feliciano is so willing to show weakness to him, to put himself in harms way so easily it's confusing.

Luciano swallows his doubt and brings his arms down to wrap around Feliciano gently. He places one hand on the back of his head to play with Feliciano's hair and the other rubs small circles on his back. He makes small 'shh' noises as that's the only thing he knows that might help. He flinches when Feliciano wraps him in a tight hug, hiding his face further in his chest.

Luciano can feel his heart snapping at the sad noises coming from the one who has been happy this whole time. It's not right to hear such a thing from him and it frankly pisses Luciano off. He's not used to caring about others, and he's sure not used to having people care about him. Not the way Feliciano has of course. Not so patient and accepting. He keeps rubbing small circles until Feliciano's whines have come to a stop. Still Feliciano stays cuddled into him.

"Thank you," Feliciano whispers out. Luciano inhales shakily. He's not sure what he's being thanked for but he feels good about it anyway. He pulls Feliciano just a hint closer as if he can scare away all the nightmares and protect Feliciano from unknown demons. Oh he cares more than he thought himself capable of.

"You're welcome," He mumbles back just as quiet. Feliciano hums and nuzzles him. Luciano rolls his eyes though his mind is racing. He's never felt so trusted before. This is a dangerous position for anybody to be in but he feels totally safe. Feliciano must too if he cuddles right into Luciano's arms. It's new and weird for him to have someone so open to him. Luciano clenches his teeth. It probably means nothing, but a small inkling of happiness etches through him at being the one Feliciano could go to after something scared him.

Allen bursts into laughter when something scary happens on the screen making Alfred let out a ridiculous screech and jump straight into his lap, holding Allen tightly and screaming at the screen to 'make it stop'. Allen is cackling his head off at the angry pout Alfred gives him, pushing him roughly and eventually off the couch. Allen laughs still even while on the ground.

"It's not funny you jerk!" Alfred sticks his tongue out at him. Allen pushes to his elbows and smirks at him, enjoying the look on his face. He had no idea Alfred would be so scared of movies like that. He can handle scary things pretty well, tending to be more his style of movie if any. To see Alfred put on such a brave face and willingly scare the crap out of himself is funnier than Allen thought it would be.

He pulls himself to his feet and goes to get ready for bed. He's done being up and the movie on the screen holds little appeal to him. Movies aren't his favorite. Still he gets one last peek of Alfred diving under a pillow to hide from whatever is on the screen. Once settled into his covers, smiling to himself every so often at the whimper he hears from Alfred in other room, he's ready to sleep. He doesn't know why Alfred does that to himself but if it's good entertainment for Alfred then he's not really going to question it.

He's starting to drift off when there's a knock on his door. The covers twist around him as he angles to see Alfred peeking in, fidgeting. Allen detangles and rolls over to face him better when Alfred walks into the room and sits on the edge of his bed.

"You okay there sunspot?" He asks quietly when the other doesn't say anything right away, not knowing what compelled Alfred to come into his room late at night. Alfred nods his head quickly, taking a deep breath.

"Yeah fine, totally fine, are you okay?"Alfred takes a quick glance at him and Allen raises an eyebrow to the hints of panic in his features. He almost snorts and makes fun of Alfred for it, but his tongue feels heavy with the teases wanting to spill out. This doesn't feel like the normal things he would tease Alfred for, not like his favor of burgers or the stars. Alfred twitches his hands and doesn't take the awkward cue to leave. Allen bites his lip.

"That movie was pretty scary," He finds himself saying. Alfred laughs uneasily and nods his head. Allen twists up his nose.

"Can I sleep in here with you?" Alfred asks quickly. Allen jerks at that, staring back at Alfred. He didn't expect that. Alfred sputters.

"I mean, if you want me to, cause, I can totally sleep by myself, I just, if you were scared, then I would, you and-" Alfred cuts himself off to grimace at the ground. Allen takes a deep breath and scoots over in his sheets. Alfred lets out a sigh of relief and curls up under the covers with him. Allen swallows down his uneasiness. He hasn't sleep next to someone since he and Matt were just colonies.

He tries to relax as best he can, hyper aware of Alfred next to him. It's weird to him how calm he is for this. In any other circumstances he might have chewed Alfred out. It's really open to be sleeping next to someone like this. He can feel the lingering paranoia inside him and yet it's drowned out by the fact he knows that Alfred would never dare do such a thing. It's enough to keep him awake.

That and Alfred making small whining noises. Allen can barely make out his shaking form in the darkness, shuddering from what Allen can only guess, and he's sure it was the movie. Tentatively he reaches a hand out to maybe comfort Alfred but pulls back at the last second. He's not really used to comforting people. Which is why when Alfred grabs his hand and uses it to wiggle closer and into his arms Allen mentally freaks out.

He freezes up letting Alfred whimper into his chest while still trying to be brave. It takes a particularly pained whine from Alfred for Allen to snap out of it. He rests an arm over Alfred in a somewhat comforting manner. He hopes it helps but Alfred doesn't stop shaking. He grimaces slightly and opens his mouth before he can think to do otherwise.

The soft lullaby that comes from him is one Oliver used to sing when he and Matt still held the title of colony. It's soft and sweet, and he hopes his voice does it justice. He likes singing though he doesn't when other people are around. He panics for a second wondering if it's a good idea when Alfred stops shaking. Allen finishes his song easily and shifts to hold Alfred in a better angle

"I'm not scared," Alfred mumbles into his chest. Allen keeps his snickers to himself, rolling his eyes in the darkness with a fond smile.

"I know gumdrop," He says back. Alfred snuggles deeper into his arms and Allen can feel his heart speeding up. It's weird to have someone so close to him so relaxed. He's been on edge for the past few years it seems and yet in this moment he just feels tired. He takes a deep breath, trying to push his negative thoughts out of his mind at how this will probably never happen again.