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Sleep — I’ll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours.

Thin black arms make their way up north, setting themselves comfortably against the flat surface upon which the number 12 remains. The darkness throughout the halls of the dorm are deafening, and the male finds himself almost scared of the sound his own feet make; pattering against the wood. 

He’s having one of those nights again, where the stress deems too much and without even trying he begins to suffocate himself. It’s then that he decides that taking refuge in his best friend’s best might just be the best idea, and with the turn of a knob he does just that. 

Their figure is daintily sprawled against soft bed sheets, and Sehun smiles at the sound of their breathing. He can’t help but notice the contrast between their two frames, one smaller than the other. His feet run off about an inch from the bed frame, but the bundle of warmth he finds against his chest distracts him from all of that. 

Moments pass by and the taller male finds himself trying to count tiny eyelashes that line the lids of a sleepy, and exhausted deer. They don’t notice that he’s there, however, instinctively Luhan curls up into the expanse of Sehun’s chest, nose burying itself into his faded T-shirt. From the way that their eyelids flutter occasionally, the younger can tell that they’re most likely dreaming; and it all but sparks his own curiosity. What could be occupying their mind at this time? Perhaps they were flying off with the birds, or maybe just doing random silly things that dreams are capable of. 

Before Sehun lets the darkness close in he murmurs a few lines of speech into their temple, smiling as the tickle of his breath causes them to move a little. And it’s then that he too falls asleep, limbs tangled amongst each other beneath the sheets.

“Sweet dreams, Lu.”