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Comfort
Kanda usually isn't one for this emotion business. But when he's sleeping side to side with Allen and silent spasms wrack through his lover's body when he fights his nightmares are something that he hates with all his heart.
Sometimes Allen rips through his own sheets when he forgets his own strength and sometimes he knocks Kanda out of the bed with some kind of a drunken kick that, despite being sluggish, still manages to throw him to the opposite wall.
When it first happened, Kanda was understandably enraged. Hand curled around Mugen, poised for the kill.
"Kanda."
He didn't move for the rest of the night. Just watched.
He'd tried to restrain him with his body but the flexible pile of limbs always managed to disappear from every body-lock he knew.
Sometimes he calls for Kanda, sometimes for Mana. Kanda doesn't really know who Mana was but it sounds important for his lover. He only knows that "Mana" isn't there anymore.
"Why aren't you here? Where are you?"
Even the ice-cool Kanda wants to break down and cry when he sees Allen opening his eyes, looking straight at him and still questioning where he was. It took him couple nights to realize that even though his eyes were open he was still dreaming.
"Don't leave me alone!"
His breathing is harsh again, he's sounding like he can't breathe. Kanda presses his hand against the sweaty forehead.
All movement stills.
Slowly, the calloused hands climb up and down his skin. The body curls around his and Kanda feels Allen's breathing tickling his collarbone. Another night's sleep for both of them.
Kanda presses a kiss to his head.
"There you are."
"Thank you."
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