Restless
Prompt: #3, Humanity
Summary: What could drive Ian from Charlie's bed?
Word Count: 100
When Ian jolted upright, breathing hard and sheened with sweat from his nightmare, he was soothed somewhat by Charlie's calm presence at his side.
Quiet familiarity aside, he couldn't stay still - and he certainly couldn't go back to sleep. Ian eased out of bed, lips quirking into a slight smile as he saw Charlie flail wildly, still sleeping soundly. His lover's wrist landed right where Ian's nose would have been, had he remained.
Ian silently walked the perimeter of the house, his nerves set to buzzing by the memory-turned-nightmare, until Charlie stumbled noisily down the creaky stairs looking for him.
~Fin~