In the shattering scenery, I know the miracle of living. Who: Kane Frost (hurtme_loveme) and Tyki (consommation) What: Seeking comfort from the only one who can provide it. Where: Tyki's bed. When: After dealings with Azazel. Warnings:Surprisingly None
He moved as quietly as he could, even though he knew Tyki woke up easily. He wasn't trying to disturb the other incubus - he worked hard during the day and needed his sleep and Kane could understand that - but he wanted company.
He didn't just want company; right now, it was the only thing he needed.
The mattress shifted ever so slightly as Kane crawled on, pushing his legs down over the mattress' surface, slipping inside the blanket.
He sniffled and swallowed, watching Tyki for a while in the darkness before closing his eyes and curling up in the bed, pressing his forehead gently against Tyki.
He didn't want to talk - it would only make him feel worse, and he always had a feeling that Tyki inherently knew anyway. So long as he could close his eyes here and the last thing he saw was Tyki lying next to him, he'd be alright in the morning.