using your headphones to drown out your mind
[It's nearly 3am before Allen actually manages to find his way back to his and Lavi's room, which is almost unheard of given his sense of smell and hearing. Being a vampire had given him an excellent sense of direction, because he always knew where he was going, and yet-- every time he turned a corner, there was something there. A ghost, a hallucination, something, as if the mere appearance of his Allen had summoned all these things to chase after him.
And sure, maybe he was hallucinating. But it felt so real. It was like his dreams were coming to life, because they couldn't touch him when he slept anymore.
When he finally makes it back, Allen slips in the room and abruptly shuts the door behind him, leaning against it and running a hand through his hair shakily. Breathe. He just-- he needed--]
L-Lavi?
And sure, maybe he was hallucinating. But it felt so real. It was like his dreams were coming to life, because they couldn't touch him when he slept anymore.
When he finally makes it back, Allen slips in the room and abruptly shuts the door behind him, leaning against it and running a hand through his hair shakily. Breathe. He just-- he needed--]
L-Lavi?