25.Jun.22, 01:51 PM
Orgailian thought he would be able to drift back to sleep in peace but then he heard the Zs moving about and getting closer. Why anyone kept trying to be near him was a mystery. He was a disgusting mess that could explode again at any moment and he didn’t even want to be near himself—though that was also because of how angry at himself he was. He stiffened when someone sat on the bed. It was easy to assume it would be Zelly offering another form of comfort since he couldn’t drink her magic juice yet but even without looking and before contact was made, Orgailian knew it was his brother.
“Zor…” he sucked on his lower lip, doing his best not to burst into tears. Other than crying from pain and into heaves into a bucket, Orgailian hadn’t had time to release a lot of emotions. They were threatening to spill out now as his little brother clung to him. He didn’t deserve the comfort but didn’t say that. It was easier to believe Zoremet needed the comfort and was taking it from the closest person that was also trapped in a bed. That was fine. It was the least he could do for his little clone he had failed.
He blindly reached out for a hand and gave it a light pat instead of taking it and squeezing it. Zoremet was a physical mess and Orgailian didn’t know what area was safe to touch without causing more pain but he had to do something to acknowledge the cuddle and give his approval of it. But after a few minutes he sighed and opened his eyes to see Zelly was still hanging out and Zoremet didn’t seem to be asleep yet. Good. “You can stay but you’ll have to suck it up and be the big spoon for once. It’s better for both of us if I roll to my side again.”
With some careful manoeuvring, they finally settled into a mostly comfortable situation. The beds weren’t big enough for such things but they were making it work and being so close to the edge was a benefit for him. “Zel, you don’t need to stay. I think we’re both going to sleep again for a while.” He was starting to get a little weirded out by the idea of people constantly watching him sleep, even if it showed how much they cared, but the medication was starting to kick his ass again and Orgailian let sleep grab him once more, with or without the audience.
“Zor…” he sucked on his lower lip, doing his best not to burst into tears. Other than crying from pain and into heaves into a bucket, Orgailian hadn’t had time to release a lot of emotions. They were threatening to spill out now as his little brother clung to him. He didn’t deserve the comfort but didn’t say that. It was easier to believe Zoremet needed the comfort and was taking it from the closest person that was also trapped in a bed. That was fine. It was the least he could do for his little clone he had failed.
He blindly reached out for a hand and gave it a light pat instead of taking it and squeezing it. Zoremet was a physical mess and Orgailian didn’t know what area was safe to touch without causing more pain but he had to do something to acknowledge the cuddle and give his approval of it. But after a few minutes he sighed and opened his eyes to see Zelly was still hanging out and Zoremet didn’t seem to be asleep yet. Good. “You can stay but you’ll have to suck it up and be the big spoon for once. It’s better for both of us if I roll to my side again.”
With some careful manoeuvring, they finally settled into a mostly comfortable situation. The beds weren’t big enough for such things but they were making it work and being so close to the edge was a benefit for him. “Zel, you don’t need to stay. I think we’re both going to sleep again for a while.” He was starting to get a little weirded out by the idea of people constantly watching him sleep, even if it showed how much they cared, but the medication was starting to kick his ass again and Orgailian let sleep grab him once more, with or without the audience.