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Shy Blonde

Ness froze, his eyes widening as Lucas's question hung in the air, catching him completely off guard. He glanced over at his friend, and the sight of Lucas's face—distraught, eyes down, and filled with vulnerable confusion—sent a pang of guilt through him.

Ness hadn't anticipated this moment, and a knot tightened in his chest as he weighed his options. The stakes felt high. He didn't want to admit to his friend that he didn't think the same way. What if Lucas walked away, leaving an irreplaceable gap in his life? The thought stung, and though he knew it was selfish, he couldn't bear to risk losing the friendship that meant so much to him. So, he forced a smile, hiding the conflict beneath the surface, deciding he'd have to keep this truth hidden—at least for now, until there was no other choice.

Ness: "No, I just wanted to learn how to play. It's as simple as that."

Lucas: "Are you sure?"

Ness: "Yes, Lucas, that's the only reason. It has nothing to do with Tina. I just… I don't know, I'm tired of being my boring self. I want to do something new for a change."

Lucas: "Why guitar of all things?"

Ness: "Ninten always wanted to busk with me; and considering it—an ocarina paired with a guitar can make for quite an impactful combination."

Lucas: "So it is because of Ninten?"

Ness: "Yeah, pretty much. I know I haven't spoke with him in a while. I feel bad for always throwing him aside. I mean I do that with everyone, but Ninten and I are in the same franchise. It's kind of messed up that I never wanted to get to know him. So, I thought maybe if I get good at guitar, I have something to talk to him about."

Lucas: "I thought it was because you didn't like him."

Ness: "I like him. I just—didn't care much to make friends in general. The only person I cared for back then, was you."

Lucas's heart skipped a beat at Ness's words, a warmth flooding his face as he felt a blush creep up his cheeks. A surge of joy welled up within him, and for a moment, everything else seemed to fade away. Ness cared about him—truly cared—and that had to mean he was important, maybe even more than he'd dared to hope. The thought filled him with a quiet thrill, the kind that lingered and made his chest feel light.

Lucas: "O-only me?"

Ness: "I mean couldn't you tell? You're the only person I went out of my way for."

Lucas: "I-I suppose you're right."

Ness: "But now I'm trying to put myself out there."

Lucas: "So does this mean you don't have a crush on Tina?"

Ness mentally cringed, the weight of the lie settling uncomfortably in his mind. It was painfully clear—that he had feelings for her, and the dishonesty guilted him. But if bending the truth spared Lucas from heartbreak, at least for now, it seemed like the lesser evil.

Ness: "No, I'm just excited that I made a new friend."

Lucas: "Oh, well, I'm happy for you."

Ness: "You sound jealous~"

Lucas: *Scoffs* "N-no, I'm not!"

Ness: "Hahaha! I'm kidding. No one could ever replace you."

Lucas: "Hmph!"

Ness: "You have nothing to worry about."

Lucas let go of Ness's shirt and stared down at his lap.

Lucas: "Ok…"

Ness: "Well anyway, I should probably go." *Yawns*

Lucas: "Oh! Um…"

Ness: "Yes?"

Lucas: "Did you want to sleep over? We haven't in a while."

Ness: "We did not too long ago."

Lucas: "But it was with Sonic. It hasn't been you and me in a bit."

Ness: "Oh. Yeah ok."

Lucas offered a soft smile and patted the empty space beside him on the bed, motioning for Ness to join him.

Ness: "Hold on. I'm going to change into more comfortable clothes."

Lucas: "Ok!"

Ness left and headed to his own room, where he changed into a soft lounge shirt and a pair of basketball shorts. He quickly brushed his teeth, glancing at his reflection with a sigh as he rinsed. Without hesitating, he left his room again, making his way back down the hall toward Lucas's, his footsteps quiet.

Leaf: "Ness!"

Ness: "!"

As he turned around, his eyes landed on a familiar face—Leaf. A bright smile lit up her face as she spotted him, skipped over, her steps light and full of energy.

Leaf: "Whatcha up to?"

Ness: "Oh, uh—I'm heading over to Lucas's."

Leaf: "Ah, I see. Well, I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out but I see that you're busy. Again…"

Ness: "Yeah, sorry. I promise we'll hang out. Next time for sure."

Leaf: "Right, next time for sure…"

Ness: "It was nice seeing you. Say, what're you doing up so late anyway?"

Leaf: "It's not late. It's only eleven."

Ness: "For most, that's late."

Leaf: "I suppose. I usually settle around eleven, but I dunno, I felt bored and lonely. I wanted to go out on a little night-walk with my Pokemon. I know you're always awake super late, so I was actually on my way to knock on your door."

Ness: "Oh…"

Leaf: "But I guess you're busy, so I'll let you go."

He scratched the back of his head, he averted his eyes, staring awkwardly at the floor. "Yeah, sorry..." he mumbled, his voice barely audible. There was a hint of embarrassment in his tone, and he couldn't quite bring himself to meet her eyes, feeling the weight of his apology hanging in the air between them.

Leaf: "It's ok."

Ness: "I'll make it up to you."

Leaf: "Yeah?"

Ness: "We'll hang out after work tomorrow."

Leaf: "Ok, can't wait."

Ness: "Me too. I'll see you tomorrow."

Leaf: "Ok, bye."

With that, Ness continued on his way, eventually making it back to Lucas's room. As he opened the door, he spotted Lucas sprawled on his stomach across the bed, controller in hand, his intense focus on the screen as he executed a flawless combo in Street Fighter. Ness couldn't help but smile, sliding down to sit beside him and watching as his best friend skillfully demolished his virtual opponent.

Ness: "How do you do it?"

Lucas: "Practice."

Ness: "I honestly can't imagine anyone reaching this level of skill."

Lucas: "That's not true, haha!"

Ness glanced down at Lucas, who was still completely absorbed in the game, his tongue poking out slightly in concentration. There was something endearing about the way his best friend focused, every move calculated as he leaned into the action on screen. Ness found himself watching him for a moment longer than usual, until suddenly, Lucas sprang up with a burst of excitement, clearly victorious.

Lucas: "Whoo! That was a close one."

Ness: "!"

Lucas: "Did you see that?"

Ness: "Uh—y-yeah! That was a cool combo you did."

Lucas: "I know right! I can't believe I pulled that off."

A big smile spread across Lucas's face, his eyes shining with excitement. Ness had never really taken the time to study him this closely before, but now his attention lingered, taking in the small details he'd somehow missed. Tiny freckles dotted Lucas's cheeks and crossed delicately over the bridge of his nose, subtle enough to almost go unnoticed. Ness felt a warmth in his chest as he silently admitted to himself how endearing that little detail was—something soft and unmistakably Lucas. It was cute.

Lucas: "That was my last match. Let's go to bed."

Ness: "Y-yeah ok."

Lucas: "You good?"

Ness: "Yes, sorry, I spaced out."

The two settled under the covers and chatted for a bit. They talked about video games for a while, until eventually the excitement died down.

Lucas: *Yawns* "Sorry, Ness, I wanna keep talking but I'm losing consciousness. Ha! consciousNESS."

Ness: "Ha ha, very funny."

Lucas: "I love making puns with your name."

Ness: "Everyone does."

Lucas: "That's what I love most about your name. It's unique and fun."

Ness: "Thanks I guess."

Lucas: "It's not basic like mine."

Ness: "I like your name."

Lucas: "Yeah?"

Ness: "I've always appreciated it—it's straightforward and doesn't try too hard."

Lucas: "Thanks. Well, anyway, goodnight."

Ness: "Goodnight."

Lucas was the first to drift off, his breathing soft and steady in the quiet room. Ness, however, lay wide awake, his mind swirling. He kept replaying the moment he'd caught himself studying Lucas's facial features, noticing details he'd never seen before—like the faint freckles dotting his cheeks and nose. They're cute, he thought, and then froze. W-wait... what? No no no! Is that... a gay thought?

He shifted uncomfortably, his heart pounding. Men can find other men attractive—that's totally normal, right? he reasoned, scrambling to reassure himself. Yeah, a guy can recognize when another guy's good-looking.

He swallowed hard, squeezing his eyes shut as if shutting out the world could erase his thoughts. Shame washed over him for even allowing himself to entertain such feelings. It's just an intrusive thought, he told himself, clinging to the notion that everyone experiences those fleeting moments. It's normal. Besides, he reassured himself, he knew he was straight—he has a crush on Tina. That was proof enough, wasn't it? He took a deep breath, hoping to settle the turmoil in his mind, determined to focus on what he knew to be true.

However, the more he fought against it, the more his mind kept drifting back to Lucas. Why? The question echoed in his head, but he quickly shut it down. No! I refuse to acknowledge this thought! To distract himself, he pulled out his phone and began scrolling through social media, the bright screen illuminating his face in the dim light. The endless posts and pictures provided a welcome escape from the confusion swirling in his mind, allowing him to momentarily forget the feelings he was so desperate to deny. He kept scrolling until his eyes grew heavy and soon fell into a deep slumber.

The Next Day…

Ness stirred awake, his eyelids heavy with sleep, reluctant to open his eyes. He remained curled up, clutching what he thought was his body pillow, but something felt off. It wasn't the usual squishy, fluffy texture he was accustomed to. That's when the realization hit him like a cold splash of water.

His eyes shot open, and to his utter shock, he found himself holding Lucas, their bodies intertwined. Panic surged through him as he immediately sat up, pushing himself away from the blonde. Heat rushed to his face, and his heart pounded wildly in his chest, a mix of embarrassment and disbelief coursing through him.

What the fuck just happened?! Ness thought, his mind racing. He'd never held his friend like that before! What's wrong with him? First, those intrusive thoughts, and now waking up wrapped around Lucas? It felt absurd. No, Ness, it's okay. You're not gay. Maybe he had a habit of holding people while he slept. After all, he always woke up clutching his body pillow, and he had cuddled Nate that one time at Melee Mountain. It was probably just an unconscious habit, nothing more.

Yet, the sensation of cuddling Lucas lingered in his mind, and it was... kind of nice. N-no! Stop! He quickly shook his head, trying to banish the thought.

Feeling overwhelmed, he got up from the bed and slipped out of the room without saying a word, the weight of embarrassment heavy on his shoulders. All he wanted was to hide and focus on something else—something familiar. He retreated to his own room and picked up his guitar, pouring his thoughts and feelings into the strings, playing for hours on end to drown out the confusion swirling in his mind.

Ding!

[- Lucas

DM

Lucas: Hey uh where'd you go? You kinda disappeared

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His mind immediately remembered when he was cuddling his friend. Nope! Not doing this right now, he thought to himself. He decided to ignore Lucas, and continue playing until his alarm went off telling him that it was time for work. He sighed and put the guitar down. He sent out Lucky and grabbed his skateboard.

Ness: "Ready to go to work?"

Lucky: "Espii!"

"Think you can keep up with my speed?" He smirked, raising the skateboard in front of his Pokemon.

Lucky: "Espeon!" (You know it!)

Ness: "Alright, let's go!"

Ness and Lucky left the room, the familiar rhythm of skate wheels gliding against the floor as he made his way to the daycare, his Espeon trotting eagerly beside him. As he entered the daycare, a wave of fresh air greeted him, and he quickly scanned the schedule board. To his surprise, he saw that he was assigned to work outside today. That was a first. He never gets to hang out in the yard.

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Leafstorm

As he stepped into the outdoor area, he spotted Leaf tending to the baby Pokémon, her gentle hands cradling a small creature. When she caught sight of him, her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. "Hey! Did you see that you're scheduled outside today?" she called out, her voice bright and inviting.

Ness: "Yeah, weird. Are you in the baby department today?"

Leaf: "Yes."

Ness: "Weird, it's usually the opposite."

Leaf: "I know right! What a weird day."

Ness: "I guess I'll be out there then. Holler if you need me."

Leaf: "I will, thanks."

He went outside and watched the older Pokemon. These ones were chill compared to the babies. Well, no duh, they're older and more mature.

It was a nice change of pace. Usually he would be stressed out by now, but all he had to do was watch the Pokemon do their own thing. He made sure to give them food and he played with a couple that went up to him.

A soft smile tugged at Ness's lips as he watched Lucky and Fate dart around each other in playful circles. It was heartwarming to see his Espeon enjoying time with another Eeveelution, their movements synchronized in a way only fellow Pokémon seemed to understand. Lucky's tail flicked with excitement as he leapt gracefully around Fate, who responded with a cheerful pounce, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Watching their joyful play felt like a rare, simple gift.

The rest of the day passed quietly, with a steady rhythm to the usual tasks. When evening rolled around, Ness and Leaf closed together, as they often did. They moved through the daycare in sync, tidying up the play areas, wiping down surfaces, and ensuring each Pokémon was safely returned to its owner.

As the last of the Pokémon left, they turned off the lights. With a final glance around, they locked up, sharing a sense of accomplishment.

Leaf: "Another successful day!"

Ness: "Yeah."

Leaf: "How was taking care of the older ones?"

Ness: "Better. I wish I was assigned outside more."

Leaf: "The baby Pokemon definitely prefer you though."

Ness: "More than you?"

Leaf: "Yes."

Ness: "How? I'm me."

Leaf: "That's exactly why. You're you. You're good with kids."

Ness stared down at Leaf's stomach, and he couldn't help but notice the layers she'd bundled herself in. It was too warm at the daycare for anyone to need so many, especially with the heater running.

A sense of realization settled in him, subtle but undeniable. She wasn't layering up because she was cold—no, there was another reason entirely. Her stomach was starting to show. The thought made his stomach turn.

Ness: "Haha… Y-yup, It's my specialty."

Leaf: "I can tell you're going to be a good father one day."

"Haha…" He nervously scratched the back of his head, clearly showing how uncomfortable he was.

Leaf: "Sorry, I didn't mean to make it weird."

Ness: "No, you're good. I appreciate the compliment."

The silence surrounding Leaf's pregnancy weighed on Ness more heavily each day. The fact that neither of them had addressed it directly made him feel like he was standing on thin ice. He knew time was running out. Once her belly gets too big, she'll definitely refuse to get an abortion.

And yet, the thought of bringing it up left him paralyzed, unsure of when or how to approach something so intensely personal. But he also knew that if he kept avoiding it, he'd lose any chance to have that difficult conversation before it became impossible.

Ness: "Hey, Leaf-

Grrrowlll

Leaf: "Sorry, I'm hungry." *Blushes*

Ness: "Nothing to be sorry about. Let's get you some food."

They headed to the food court and ordered a pizza, settling at a table in the bustling crowd. Ness glanced over as Leaf picked up a slice, noticing with mild horror that she'd gone for a large with pickles scattered generously on top. He watched, wide-eyed, as she happily polished off slice after slice.

The sight made him cringe, his stomach twisting a little at the unusual topping choice. But she seemed completely unfazed, savoring each bite with an appetite that left him afraid.

This has got to be a pregnancy craving, Ness thought, watching Leaf devour the pickle-laden pizza with excitement. It was the only explanation that made sense. The combination was so strange, so out of character.

Ness's mind raced as he watched Leaf, the urge to bring up the topic of abortion gnawing at him. He had almost found the courage to say something earlier, had even opened his mouth, but he got interrupted, and the moment slipped away. Now, he felt the weight of it all over again, pressing down on him, yet he couldn't bring himself to talk about it. Every time he thought he'd muster the strength, the words felt too heavy, too intrusive to actually say aloud.

Leaf: "Mm! That was good!"

Ness: "Haha… I'm sure it was…"

Leaf: "Oh, by the way, did you wanna hang out?"

Ness: "Ah—see I would, but something came up last second."

Leaf: "I—see…"

Ness: "Sorry. I know you're upset with me. I keep canceling, but I have to do something really important."

Leaf: "Like what?"

Ness: "It's—private."

Leaf: "I'm your friend. You can tell me."

Ness: "You are! But I'm sorry, it's—something I don't want to share. Heck! I haven't even told Lucas."

Leaf shot him a look, her eyes narrowing slightly. "This sounds like a pervy thing," she said, her tone sounding sharper than he'd expected.

Ness: "No! I promise you it's not anything inappropriate. It's just—a thing I've always wanted to get good at, that's all."

Leaf: "Like what?"

Ness: "F-for now I want to keep it a secret."

Leaf: "Why can't you just tell me?"

Ness: "Look, it's not just you. I haven't told anyone. It's my thing, and for now I don't feel comfortable sharing it. S-sorry..."

Leaf: "Will you ever?"

Ness: "Yyeeah. But for now, I would like to keep it to myself."

Leaf: "Ok…"

Ness: "Sorry. Um—anyway, I should get going. It was fun hanging out with you. We haven't had dinner together in a while."

Leaf: "It was nice while it lasted…"

Ness: (Yikes…) "Y-yeah, sorry. I promise, next time, we'll have an official hang out."

Leaf: "Sure…"

He could see the sadness etched across her face, and it made his heart ache. Part of him wanted to comfort her, to somehow make up for the distance that had grown between them. But another part of him—a stronger, panicked part—urged him to leave, to escape the awful.

The layers of clothing she wore and her unusual pizza cravings only intensified his anxiety, a constant reminder of the reality he wasn't ready to confront. The words about abortion were stuck in his throat, unspoken, and with each passing moment, his discomfort grew, making it harder to want to be around her.

The two waved each other off and he went back to his room. He was quietly hyperventilating to himself. He needs something to distract him from his potential fucked up future.

Ness wandered over to his bed and picked up his guitar, cradling it like a long-lost friend. His fingers glided across the strings with practiced ease, and as he strummed, the familiar melody filled the room, wrapping around him like a warm embrace. He let out a satisfied sigh as he listened to the sound, feeling a surge of pride at his progress. He was improving, no doubt about it; by the end of the month, he could confidently call himself decent.

His quick learning ability had always been one of his greatest strengths, and he couldn't help but dream that, with this skill, he might impress the girl of his dreams. Maybe, just maybe, she would recognize his talent and see him in a new light, allowing their friendship to blossom into something more.

His thoughts drifted to Tina, and as they did, the notes he played began to ring sour. The melody faltered, a reflection of his distraction, and no matter how much he tried to refocus, her image kept interrupting his flow. Her smile, her laugh—it was all he could see, clouding his mind and muddying the music. Eventually, with a sigh of resignation, he gave in, setting the guitar down beside him. There'd be no practicing tonight, not with her memory taking up so much space in his head.

He slipped into some comfortable clothes, letting the soft fabric ease the lingering tension from the day. With a tired sigh, he settled into bed, pulling the blankets up around him. Now that he was alone and the thought of Tina lingered stubbornly in his mind. He looked down at his shorts and saw that he had an erection. His hand reached down and stroked his cock. Since he felt safe and alone, he allowed himself to drift into a risqué fantasy.

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Ness's Fantasy

Ness and Tina were in his room hanging out like usual.

Tina: "Can I vent?"

Ness: "Of course!"

Tina: "Ugh, it's just Darnell. He's such a piece of shit."

Ness: *Sighs* "What'd he do this time?"

Tina: "He doesn't wanna give me any attention. All he wanna do is drink and party."

Ness: "He doesn't want to hang out with you?"

Tina: "No. Every time we come back home, all he does is play video games with his friends. By the time he's done, he's too tired to give me attention."

Ness: "That's awful."

Tina: "We haven't done it in soooo long."

Ness: "Really?"

Tina: "Ya dude. It's startin' to make me insecure, like am I not attractive?"

Ness: "I think you are."

Ness's hand flew to his mouth, eyes wide with shock. He hadn't meant to say that out loud. The words had slipped past his lips before he could catch them, and now the air felt charged with an awkward tension. Heat rushed to his cheeks, and he looked away, trying to hide the flush of embarrassment spreading across his face.

Tina: "What?"

Ness: "Uh—I didn't say that."

Tina: "You think I'm cute?"

Ness fell silent, the weight of his unintentional confession hanging between them.

Tina: "I mean, if you're curious, I always found you attractive too…"

His head shot up, eyes wide with surprise. "R-really?" he stammered, barely able to process what he'd just heard.

"Yeah," she crawled over to him and placed her hand on his crotch. He jumped and his body immediately went stiff.

Ness: "W-what're you doing?"

Tina: "I want you."

Ness: "But what about-

Tina: "He doesn't care about me. I want a guy who loves me for me."

Ness: "I-I-

Tina: "And you've always been there whenever I've felt down."

Ness: "I care about you a lot."

Tina: "Do you have feelings for me?"

Ness: "Y-yeah… I'm sorry."

Tina: "Don't apologize. I've secretly had a crush on you for a while."

Ness: "Why haven't you said anything?"

Tina: "I didn't wanna ruin our friendship. Also a part of me didn't wanna believe it."

Ness: "Why?"

Tina: "Because I'm datin' Darnell. That would make me a bad person."

Ness: "I don't think so. You can't blame yourself for thinking about someone else, when Darnell doesn't seem to care about you."

Tina: "Yeah..."

Ness: "Why're you still with him?"

Tina: "I dunno..."

Ness: "..."

Tina: "But I do know that telling you my feelings made me realize that I don't want Darnell. I want you."

Ness: "T-then does this mean—we're dating now?"

Tina: "I suppose it does~"

Ness: "Wow, I-I don't know what to say."

Tina: "Then don't speak. Act."

Ness: "Wha-

Suddenly, Tina leaned in and pressed her lips softly against his, catching him completely off guard. The warmth of her touch sent a spark through him, and instinctively, he responded, their kiss deepening as they lost themselves in the moment. Their tongues met, exploring with a mix of tenderness and curiosity, drawing them closer. Each second felt electric, their breaths mingling, the world around them fading until there was nothing but the two of them, bound together in a moment they'd both imagined but never dared to hope for.

Warning: NSFW

She pinned him down on the bed. Her body rubbing up against his erection. "God, you're so hard," she licked her lips. He felt a blush creeping up his cheeks. Shyly, he looked away, too embarrassed to meet her eyes, the thrill of the moment leaving him flustered and unsure. With his heart was still racing, he bit his lip, a small, shy smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

She giggled softly, her laughter light and warm, finding his shy reaction irresistibly charming. There was something about the way he couldn't quite meet her eyes, the hint of vulnerability mixed with his usual confidence, that she found undeniably attractive.

She stripped off her clothes. His eyes widened as his gaze shifted down to her breasts and then down to her wet pussy. He swallowed hard, a wave of nervous excitement rushing through him. Is this actually happening? The question echoed in his mind, barely able to believe the moment unfolding before him.

Tina: "Are you scared?"

Ness: "A-a little…"

Tina: "Aww, you're so cute~"

Ness: "I-I… I'm not cute."

Tina: "You are. C'mon, let me see your sexy body."

He sat up and she stripped off his clothes. He laid back down, his body exposed and vulnerable. She licked her lips as her attention wandered down to his cock.

She playfully grabbed it, catching him off guard and causing him to yelp in surprise. The sudden action sent a jolt of adrenaline through him, and he blinked in astonishment, his heart racing even faster.

Ness: "Ah~!"

Tina: "What a cute sound."

Ness: "N-no, it's-

She started jerking his dick. He let out a moan and immediately covered his mouth, a wave of embarrassment crashing over him like a tidal wave.

Tina: "Don't cover, I love the sounds you're makin'."

Ness: "B-but-

Tina: "Actually ya know what, I'm inpatient. I'm just gonna give it to ya."

Ness: "Wha?"

She sat on his cock and started riding. Her vaginal walls squeezing his erection. The sensation was incredible, like electricity coursing through his veins. Every nerve felt alive, heightened by her insides. It ignited a thrill deep within him, a rush of excitement that made everything else fade away.

He grabbed onto her hips and began thrusting deep. Her eyes rolled back in her head for a brief moment, lost in the overwhelming sensations flooding through her. It was a reaction of pure bliss.

Tina: "Shit, I'm coming!"

Ness: "M-me too!"

The two were able to reach climax. The feeling was exhilarating. As Tina pulled away and settled beside him, she wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace, her warmth spreading through him. They lay there, staring into each other's eyes, a shared smile blooming on their faces. It was a moment of pure joy, the world outside fading away as they basked in the comfort of each other's presence, hearts racing and laughter lingering in the air.

End Of Ness's Fantasy

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He closed his eyes, panting heavily. His hand settled over his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath his fingertips. Slowly, he focused on the rhythm, letting it ground him as he sank into a sense of calm, the intensity of the moment easing with each breath.

Now that he was finally relaxed, a wave of drowsiness washed over him. His breathing slowed. He sank deeper into the comfort of his bed. His eyelids grew heavy, and he gladly surrendered to the pull of sleep, letting his consciousness drift away into a peaceful slumber.