"You were just yourself, and that's what mattered." He makes a soft noise, more like a sigh than anything else. He isn't sure that he's going to be able to sleep, but he is really tired. He keeps stroking the other's hair and blinking sleepily.
Hm... "It's okay. I'm here. You can rest." He can feel himself wobbling on the edge of sleep and wakefulness. It's a little scary - he's never been good at sleeping quickly. And there's no night sky he can just stare at. "I've got you. You'll wake up and everything will be fine."
"You have me," Shang Beida mumbles into Casper's shoulder, losing the fight against sleep. Rather than going limp, he just wraps himself further around his boyfriend, apparently focused entirely on clinging now that his mind isn't available to hold him back.
It takes Casper a little longer to fall asleep, but eventually it finds him. It's not kind, but it finds him. He grumbles something in a language that's totally incomprehensible and shifts a bit, trying to find... something. Someone. He's quiet for a bit longer before he wakes with a half-choked shout, sitting up and looking around himself.
... Oh. ... Okay. Okay, he's - and Shang Beida is right next to him, and he's... he puts a hand over his chest, feeling his heart rate slowly starting to lower again. He's okay. They're both okay.
The choked cry and movement are enough to wake up Shang Beida, who sits up quickly and looks around to confirm that they're not being attacked before turning to Casper. "Nightmare?" His voice is a little lower than usual, rough with sleep, and his hair is a mess from being left loose.
"Yeah." His voice is also rough and he wraps his arms around the other, burying his face in his shoulder. "... Had a dream that you were taken by giants." It's something that's happened to one of his teammates before, so it's not inconceivable. "Just... don't remember a lot of the details."
He kisses Shang Beida's cheek and lets out a slow breath. "... Sorry for waking you, schatzi."
Shang Beida wraps his arms around Casper, holding him close, and strokes his hair. "I'm here. We're okay. And it's okay. I don't want you to... be upset alone." He kisses Casper's temple. It's... sort of astonishing that Casper cares enough about him to have a nightmare about him being hurt. That he matters that much. He squeezes him tighter. "I'm here, baobei."
He melts into the other, the affection making him feel a little wobbly and warm. "I know. I know, it's just a nightmare." He holds a breath for a long few seconds and then lets it out. "I'm... I know I'm probably just being stupid, it just... I don't want you to be put in that position. Even without the danger of them eating you they and their homes smell pretty bad."
It's not the point and he knows it, but... "You should go back to sleep." Not like he's not still exhausted, but... he's not sure if he can.
"Mm... maybe. I know you maybe can't get back to sleep after that, but... Lie back down with me? Even just lying down is better for you than not resting, there was an episode of something about it... that American show where they blow stuff up for science..." He tugs Casper back towards lying down. "Also because you're warm and cuddling is nice..."
"There's like five of those aren't there?" He's not sure, Americans like their explosions. Doesn't matter. He follows his schatzi and lies back down, snuggling into the other's chest to keep himself grounded. Shang Beida is here, he can feel him, smell him, see him. It's okay. He tucks the blankets more around the other - he gets a little too hot with so many.
His eyes slip closed and he takes a deep breath. It's okay. It'll all be okay. His heartbeat is back to a normal pace now and he's just... glad for the attention over everything else. His body feels heavy, the adrenaline spike in it just making him feel worse. "'m not that warm, am I?" He knows he runs a little bit colder but maybe he's still warm enough? He's not sure. "... Just don't want you to be taken away..." He's happy - or close enough to it - for once in his life.
"I don't know, I don't watch much American TV... something about crab boats..." He pets Casper's hair, relaxing against him.
"Warmer than the boat," Shang Beida mumbles. "Warm enough... so sweet... Won't let anyone keep us apart, baobei..." He's drifting off again, the human weight of his boyfriend against him ridiculously comforting, he really understands Cucumber-bro's attachment at the hip to his husband on a whole new level now. He just wants to hold onto Casper. For as long as he can.
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Hm... "It's okay. I'm here. You can rest." He can feel himself wobbling on the edge of sleep and wakefulness. It's a little scary - he's never been good at sleeping quickly. And there's no night sky he can just stare at. "I've got you. You'll wake up and everything will be fine."
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... Oh. ... Okay. Okay, he's - and Shang Beida is right next to him, and he's... he puts a hand over his chest, feeling his heart rate slowly starting to lower again. He's okay. They're both okay.
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He kisses Shang Beida's cheek and lets out a slow breath. "... Sorry for waking you, schatzi."
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It's not the point and he knows it, but... "You should go back to sleep." Not like he's not still exhausted, but... he's not sure if he can.
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His eyes slip closed and he takes a deep breath. It's okay. It'll all be okay. His heartbeat is back to a normal pace now and he's just... glad for the attention over everything else. His body feels heavy, the adrenaline spike in it just making him feel worse. "'m not that warm, am I?" He knows he runs a little bit colder but maybe he's still warm enough? He's not sure. "... Just don't want you to be taken away..." He's happy - or close enough to it - for once in his life.
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"Warmer than the boat," Shang Beida mumbles. "Warm enough... so sweet... Won't let anyone keep us apart, baobei..." He's drifting off again, the human weight of his boyfriend against him ridiculously comforting, he really understands Cucumber-bro's attachment at the hip to his husband on a whole new level now. He just wants to hold onto Casper. For as long as he can.