AHH! *latches onto this story* It's been like....A MONTH since I've updated! I'M SO SORRY! I was hit by a rabid swarm of plot bunnies and unfortunately none of them had any ideas for Thursday...
I've still got to figure out the rest of the day, but I'll just wing it and type it up now, just to make up for the long wait
Thankfully, after Thursday, I've got the rest of the fic planned out! YAY!
And this? I was winging, I told ya

Shawn woke up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily. His heart was racing as he looked around the room. Once satisfied no one was there Shawn sat up and curled in on himself. He might act cool about it, but being in danger did scare him, and every once in awhile nightmares would hit him, making him relive every close call again.

Little Boy Cat 2 rose from his spot on the pillow next to Shawn and meowed softly in his owner's ear. Shawn smiled shakily at him. LBC 2 rubbed against Shawn's side before nimbly hopping off the bed and sitting close to the closed door.

Shawn shook his head. "No."

LBC 2 seemed to glare at him. Meow!

Shawn jumped at the innocent noise and jumped up, shaking. He opened the door and even before LBC 2 could leave he slunk out the door. His eyes scanned the shadows as he walked the few steps from the guest bedroom to Lassie's quickly.

Once there, Shawn quietly knocked on the door and opened it a crack. "Lass?" He called softly. He didn't want to wake him up but he was terrified, like he always was after a nightmare, and Gus had resolved to keep his phone off at night to avoid Shawn's late-night antics. Too bad Gus was the only comfort he had for the bad dreams.

A low groan indicated Lassiter had indeed woken up after Shawn's call. "Lass." Shawn said again, trying to get him to actually use words.

"Whaddya want?" Lassie slurred out, still half asleep.

"I had a nightmare."

"So?"

Shawn whimpered at Lassiter's harsh tone and the older man's eyes popped open. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness he saw a trembling Shawn standing in the doorway, looking like he'd seen a ghost. (Later Shawn would say he did. Psychic, duh!)

"Shawn?"

Shawn avoided looking at Lassiter. "Can I sleep in here?"

Lassiter normally would have refused but it would be like kicking a puppy. "Fine." He grumbled out. It was meant to sound harsh-ish but it sounded nice. Weird.

Shawn looked relieved. "Thanks." He whispered as he inched his way towards the bed, eyes darting every which way.

"Just lay down Shawn." Lassiter barked.

Shawn ran the last few steps to the bed and jumped in, miraculously managing to wiggle under the covers in under five seconds.

"I didn't mean-" Lassiter started angrily.

"Thank you Carlton." Shawn said in a voice filled with gratitude and no hint of sarcasm.

"Yeah….now go to bed." Lassiter was at a loss for words. He'd thought Shawn couldn't act like this. Hell, he didn't know he could act like this either.

A few minutes later, just as Lassiter was almost asleep again, he felt Shawn shift. Instantly, a warm body cuddled up to his. Lassiter opened his mouth to snap at the 'psychic', but the regulated breathing meant he was asleep.

Grudgingly, Lassiter let it go, and again tried to fall back to sleep.

There, one draft, typed in like...five minutes! Hopefully ya still like it....I wanted them to cuddle before kissing XP

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