This life had become almost normal, as if you could call Demon Hunting normal. Dervish was used to the sparring, the fighting for his life and Shark's cold, but well meaning attitude. But one thing he hadn't been used to was getting woken up on the odd night because Shark sensed something. Groaning as he felt the heavy hand shake him awake, Dervish tossed a cushion at the other before being whacked over the head, "Don't throw shit at me," Shark scowled, "Get your ass up, there's something going on a couple of streets up."
That's how it always happened. The worst thing was, a lot of the time it was a false alarm and Dervish strode back to the apartment following Shark, a resentful look on his face. This was one of those nights and Dervish couldn't help but daringly shove past Shark, unfortunately, this wasn't to his advantage and he found himself shoved against a wall instead.
"Jerk," Dervish scowled, he wasn't all that happy at being woken up, unlike Shark, he wasn't able to wake up at all times of the night. He was the type who'd sleep through to one in the afternoon if given the chance, however, this wasn't an option in living with Shark.
"Get your ass in bed then, whiny girl," Shark grumbled, striding off to his room. These night time alerts had been happening more and more lately, and Dervish was growing weary of them, so after a night of drowning himself in caffeine, he threw the covers over himself and lay there, listening, sniffing for the scent of anything out of the ordinary before he heard an unmistakable scream from the next room, jolting to his feet and jerking open the door.
"Shark!"
The male in question was sitting bolt upright, panting heavily, his head hung. A nightmare? "Dervish?" Shark muttered, rubbing his temples, "Go back to sleep," He muttered, laying down and turning on his side, and suddenly it fell into place. "You've been waking me up because you've been having nightmares?" Dervish asked, quirking a brow, "So what if I have? You haven't seen half the shit I have," Shark snapped, Dervish tensing visibly at the tone of voice.
"You could have just told me…" Dervish suggested, Shark rolling his eyes, "And what? Said, save me from my nightmares Dervish?" He scoffed, leaning over to his side table and drinking down the glass of water he'd placed there earlier on. "I just needed things to occupy me from the dreams is all," Shark muttered, "Just go back to bed, I won't bother you again," He scowled, turning his back on Dervish and jerking the blankets over himself.
Dervish rose a brow, toying with the tongue piercing in his mouth distractedly before shaking his head, "Nah, I don't think I will. See-I think the reason you're having so many nightmares is because you have too much in your head. What you've seen, what you think could happen, and things you have to do. You have to forget that before you go to sleep," Dervish noted sitting on the edge of the bed.
"How do you propose I do that?" Shark snorted, sitting up, "Well…How do you usually relax?" Dervish questioned, "Sex," Shark said blankly, Dervish coughing awkwardly, "Well-Uh…" He trailed off, okay, so that definitely didn't work for him. Shark barked out with laughed, "What? Not so keen to help me now," He grinned, pulling Dervish back into a laying position on the bed, throwing a leg over Dervish's waist, his lips pressing against the male's throat, "You kissed me before-What's so bad about sex?" Shark questioned slyly.
"I didn't mean with me-" Dervish insisted, squirming slightly, his skin tickling where the other's lips were touching him. Swallowing heavily, he glanced up at the male, Shark grinning, "What? You want to help me, right?" He smirked, Dervish rolling his eyes, "I didn't think it would involve me getting naked!" He protested moodily, Shark grinning, "Just go to sleep," He chuckled, catching Dervish's lips for a brief moment before slinging an arm around Dervish and holding him close, the other male still in surprise, listening as Shark's breathing slowed and the male beside him fell asleep.
Making to escape the hold, Dervish paused, sighing slightly. He had to admit, having another near wasn't exactly a bad thing. Closing his eyes, his body pressing close to the warmth beside him, Dervish fell into a light sleep, surprised that the next day he awoke at almost two in the afternoon and Shark was contently asleep at his side.