Time of Transition

[giftsofglory]

He made no move to return Mello to his room when morning came. In fact, a good week later there was still no move being made to that extent, and on that morning, when Mello woke it was to the now usual configuration of Sephiroth being wound around him, pinning his hands. This time, however, the act was accompanied by the silver haired man actually being asleep still.

Not to say they hadn't been spending all their time together, but Mello hadn't had the chance to see him asleep until then, him holding out for the blond to sleep and then rising before he could.

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[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"You have me and I have you. You'll learn to care about me and be content with being mine eventually." He continued to pet him, soothing strokes. "You can rest for now, I'll be here."

[gunsandchocolate]

"I don't want to be here..." But Mello was fighting a losing battle. All the crying and grief and the mental exertion (not to mention the fact he actually was still injured, despite the apparent lapse in time) had exhausted him.

He didn't struggle further, crying himself softly to sleep.