// i need a miracle and not someone's charity

[otaku_mk_ii]

[He hadn't slept in days. Ordinarily, that was perfectly normal. Otacon would stay awake working for days on end, forgetting that most people needed to eat or sleep at some point. He enjoyed working on something new, no matter how difficult or time-consuming it might be. But there was nothing for him to work on. Nothing to distract him from the fear and paranoia that was starting to wear on even his relentless optimism.]

[And it was when he slept that the nightmares started. He trembled uncontrollably, curled up on the bed and clinging to a pillow as if it was all he had to protect him.]

Please...not again. Talib, stop...please don't...

[Murmuring under his breath and whimpering helplessly, the sleeping engineer hugged the pillow a little tighter.]

[for kuklakimou]