one day, you will understand. but that day is not today.

[thepull_mods]

Who: Siren's Port
When: The night of Thursday, October 20th into the morning of Friday, October 21st.
Where: In the mind, in the dreams, in the unconscious of the sleepers.
Summary: The final night.
Warnings: These dreams may be considered not safe for work, with violence, gore, death, underlying sexual themes and other mentions of graphic nature.

Comments

Open to House of Cool and NV [possible tw for brief mentions of abuse]

[sealbait]

[Veser wakes up with a half-choked shout, a mess of flailing limbs and tangled flannel blanket. By the time he's coherent enough to realize he's awake he's on the floor, his blanket wrapped tightly around his legs and waist.

It was dream. Just a dream, just a goddamn dream. But it'd been a long time since he'd dreamed about her. That song he'd been hearing since he was a baby, that he could sing by heart if he ever wanted to and green eyes- his own green eyes. Veser's mind is still muddled from sleep, her image vivid as he sleepily murmurs to no one.]

Mom...? [As if she was nearby and would come into his room to stroke his hair and reassure him like other mothers did. Mothers who didn't resent their children and turn a blind eye when their husbands threw said children over porch railings in a fit of rage.

Veser swallows the bile rising in his throat and forces himself climb back onto the couch. He sits on the edge of the middle cushion, not wanting to lay down and risk going back to sleep. The half-selkie hunches forward, lightly pressing the heels of his hands into his eye sockets.

He's safe. He's crashing on Soul's couch- well, he was a minute ago- and has been ever since that incident. He's safe and he's fine and absolutely not crying...even if the dampness running down his wrists says otherwise.]

Because these two ought to have a bit of CR . . .

[hybrid_prodigy]

[The thump isn't what wakes Gohan up. He's already awake. Honestly, he knows it's silly to be afraid to go to sleep, but he can't really help it. And until now, he hasn't been afraid to go to sleep since he was four or five. He doesn't like this.

[And he just doesn't want to stay in his room alone when he's feeling like this. What the thump does do is tell him that their houseguest is probably awake now, so going out to the living room won't disturb him.

[So he tucks a book under his arm, and sleepily walks into the living room, turning on the light when he enters. He sees Veser sitting bolt upright on the couch. But as Gohan is behind the couch, he doesn't see the clear signs of crying. Not yet, anyway. So he just offers a quietly polite greeting.] Hey, Veser. [Asking if he's having the dreams would be redundant; it's pretty clear that he is.]

YES

[sealbait]

[Shit, he has company. Veser rubs his eyes quickly. Suck it up,Ves.]

Hey, Gohan. You having a crappy night too?

[hybrid_prodigy]

[Oh, he knows what wiping tears away looks like. He used to cry so very, very much. Though he's not terribly used to seeing other people cry.]

Yeah. Another one. [It's a good thing he doesn't need as much sleep as most fully human people do.] Are you okay?