I know I've barely been uploading lately, and I am sooooo sorry. I've just had a lot of things going on. Anyway, this chapter we get to see some good ol' bonding between Phichit and Seung Gil. We'll also get to see some of Phichit and Seung Gil's past, which aren't exactly all happy and rosy. I wanted to give reasons for their characters being the way they are. I don't go into detail, but slight warning I guess. Comments are appreciated! -Purecinnamonbun

Phichit was rudely awoken in the middle of the night due to a cacophonous noise next door. After taking a second to blearily realise why his tail had mysteriously disappeared, he pulled himself upright, and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Then the noise came again. It sounded like strangled….screaming? And crying? Whatever this was, it did not sound good. After picking up a hamster to protect him (that Phichit had secretly 'borrowed' from Seung Gil), Phichit slowly crept out of his room, and towards the source of the noise.

When he realised it was coming from Seung Gil's room, Phichit stifled a gasp, brandished his hamster (They could shoot laser beams out of their eyes, right?), and barrelled into Seung Gil's room.

Which looked extremely sparse of intruders.

Phichit's war-hamster scurried up his arm and spectated from Phichit's head, while he turned and took in Seung Gil's room. The curtains were patterned with small wolf-like animals, who had their tongues lolling out of their mouths.

Phichit recoiled.

They weren't deadly, were they?

How could Seung Gil sleep with those things watching him?

Phichit tore his gaze away from the Curtains of Death, and instead focused on Seung Gil's bed. It was very pretty, had blue sheets, hangings, Seung Gil screaming in his sleep, cushions…..

Wait.

Were these cushions velvet? The type of cloth that Phichit found in merchant ships that sank? They really were very nice when they were dry, the texture was really amaz-

Seung Gil started crying.

The hamster squeaked, and scurried under Phichit's shirt.

Phichit dropped the cushion.

After several seconds of just standing stupidly at Seung Gil thrashing around and crying in his sleep, what was happening finally dawned on Phichit.

Oh.

Oh.

Seung Gil was having a nightmare.

(-)

Phichit was familiar with nightmares. He had been adopted into the royal family at a young age, but not young enough to not remember where he came from. Some of his dreams were haunted by him being locked in the darkest cave for weeks on end, being left in areas full of merman-eating sharks, and finally, being put in a bag with a brick and dropped down to the lowest point of the ocean where the water pressure would kill him in minutes flat.

He would have died if he hadn't been caught before he reached the sea floor, and pulled up, out of the deep canyon. He's been placed on a sea bed close to the surface, and the strings of the bag were pulled open to reveal an anxious eight year old Yuuri, biting his lip, and checking Phichit was okay.

Phichit had never been deep in the ocean again. Instead he was drawn towards the surface, towards light and life.

The rest, they say, is ancient history.

(-)

Phichit shook off the flooding memories that came back, and instead focused on Seung Gil. Leaning over, Phichit shook Seung Gil's shoulder.

"Wake up Seung Gil!"

"No!" Seung Gil screamed "Don't take them! Don't kill them! Please, I'll do anything just don't.."

Phichit yanked Seung Gil onto the floor, where he shot awake, panting for air, his eyes filled with tears.

He took in Phichit slowly.

"You were having a nightmare" Phichit told him, calmly walking to the door.

His arm was caught in a death grip.

"Please." Seung Gil muttered, his face dirty and tear-stained "Don't go."

Phichit ended up sleeping next to Seung Gil on his bed, Seung Gil's face buried deep in Phichit's chest

(-)

When Phichit woke up, he was wrapped in warm arms. After panicking for a few moments as to where he was, he soon relaxed.

Ah, so that's what happened.

The figure next to him stirred, and sat up like a shot.

"I'm very sorry for what happened last night." Seung Gil said at a million miles an hour. "I was behaving inappropriately, and I can assure you it won't happen again."

Seung Gil's cheeks burned a curious red.

"You were having a nightmare." Phichit said softly.

Seung Gil dipped his head.

"Yes. I was."

At seeing this, Phichit just smiled, and leaned back, his head to the side.

"It's okay. I have them too."

Seung Gil faced Phichit.

"Really?"

Phichit nodded. He wanted to ask what Seung Gil was dreaming about, but knew not to pry. Seung Gil would tell him when he was ready.

"Your curtains are….. interesting" He told Seung Gil, inclining his head towards them

"They have huskies on them" Seung Gil muttered "Huskies are my favourite animals."

"Mine are hamsters." Phichit told Seung Gil.

"I think that's stating the obvious."

After sitting in silence for a few mintes, Seung Gil suddenly asked

"Is that my hamster?"

Phichit looked up.

"Huh. I guess it is. I brought it here because I thought someone had broken in."

"Why would you bring a hamster to the scene of a crime?!"

"What, hamsters aren't used as warriors here?"

"Phichit, where exactly are you from?"

"Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious"

"That isn't a real place."

"Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious."

Seung Gil started laughing.

"Okay, okay, nevermind."

That book about 'Merry Poppies' that Phichit found sure was coming in useful.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand another chapter done! I will try to be more consistent with updates from now on.

Seung Gil is my fluffy little husky and he MUST be loved.