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Frantically dashing around the corner, the teenager slipped and fell, getting up hurriedly just to continue running. He was already panting like a dog, one hand clutching at his chest, lungs aching for air and his sides burning. But he couldn't stop... If he stopped, he would be caught... He tripped again, this time with no strength to get up again, although he tried. Face pressed against the rough, muddy ground, his arms shook beneath him weakly as he continued his feeble attempts to continue running, before he was caught... He felt something grabbing the back of his collar roughly and begin hauling him off of the pavement, a choked, haggard, "no!" sounding from his parched throat...
Fully awake, Zack sat up rapidly, eyes wide in pure terror as sweat slowly slid down his brow. Terrified, he looked around his own room to verify exactly where he was, hand fumbling around on the bedside table, searching for the lamp-switch. After finding it he sighed in relief before dropping his head into his hands, rubbing circles on his closed eyes with the heels of his hands in an attempt to rid himself from the nightmare he had just seen.
He needed Cloud and he needed him now, just to let himself know that he was still safe... He had no idea why, but suddenly he felt like... Like something bad was about to happen. To Cloud. Though the blonde could probably fight for himself should something occur, Zack still had the odd need to protect him.
Images of Cloud smiling and laughing flooded into his mind. It was a rare sight to see the blonde express any emotion whatsoever and the only times he ever did were around Zack. The Second-Class SOLDIER wanted desperately to see his friend smile more often, to be able to openly show joy.
Scenes from his nightmare swam its way back to him, digging deep into his mind. Cloud had been utterly terrified, running from who knows what... The look on the boy's face tore Zack up from the inside out to recall... If he ever had to see that look on Cloud's face, he knew he would never be able to forgive himself for not being able to protect him.
Softly sighing, Zack threw off the blankets and got out of the messy bed, walking out into the hall and not giving a damn if anyone saw him in his underwear. Rapidly making his way to Cloud's room he pushed open the door and closed it softly shut behind him, tip-toeing over to the sleeping form. Slipping underneath the silk sheets, Zack put his arms around the smaller boy and pulled him close, smiling to himself. Yeah... Cloud was still real. He was still there... Nothing had happened.
The raven-haired man burried his face in the back of the younger boy's neck, sighing contedly when he heard Cloud mutter something in his sleep and felt him snuggle up closer to him.