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Post by daichi ryuugu on Jul 12, 2012 0:21:09 GMT -5
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Post by TRISTAN TORRES on Jul 12, 2012 11:28:56 GMT -5
Tired for a late night soccer practice, Tristan definitely fell asleep early curled under his sheets oblivious to the situation that his friend slash roommate faced. His mind dreamed of unicorns and cupcakes. His body felt light and weightless. Overall, his sleep was peaceful...until something happened. Even in his sleep, the sense that something wrong happened overcame him. Soon cupcakes and unicorns turned into darkness and ghosties filled dreams.
Jolting up out of his sleep, darkness completely surrounded the boy. Tristan thought his eyes were closed for a moment until he realized that he was alone in the darkness.
"Q-que?" Tristan scrambled out of his bed, bed sheets still tangled around him. Tristan untangled himself out of the sheets before scurrying to his night light. Strange, the light was still plugged in, but the light did not work. Jiggling the bulb a bit, Tristan frowned. Light did not shine and illuminate his side of the room. A small whimper escaped his lips, and Tristan frantically pulled and pushed the light in and out the socket. The light bulb did not work anymore.
His couldn't go back to bed, not the dark. With no light to keep the ghosties away, Tristan was a goner. Not to mention that he left his own bed, the boy was definitely a goner. Tristan, terrified, glanced at his roommate bed not so far away. Maybe he could crawl in his bed, only for a little while. Not for long, just until the sun rise. Tristan would wake up and hop out before Daichi knew. Problem solved.
Quickly and quietly, Tristan tip-toed over to Dai's bed before he stumbled and felt something grab his bare feet. If only the boy would have looked down, he would have been to relieved to know that he stumbled on a pony doll on the ground and no monster grabbed him. Shrieking loudly, Tristan kicked at the "monster" before sprinting and diving into Dai's bed. Forget subtly and quietness, there was a monster on the loose. In scrambled haste and a flail of limbs everywhere, Tristan pulled the covers over his quivering body. His arms wrapped around Dai's wait and pulled him forward as he buried his teary and fearful face in the crook of his neck.
Soon Tristan relaxes and his shaking limbs and nerves calmed down. Small tremors would passed through him every once in a while. It was as though another person here with him built immunity from the monster lurking in their room. He hoped that he did not wake Dai in his struggles.
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Post by daichi ryuugu on Jul 12, 2012 14:49:24 GMT -5
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Post by TRISTAN TORRES on Jul 13, 2012 9:00:50 GMT -5
Tristan couldn't tell how long he just laid there as quiet tears slid down his face. He managed to halt all shaking in his body. Pressing his face into Dai's neck, Tristan's tired eyelids slid close, and a tiny yawn made it through his pink lips . Now, maybe he could get to sleep.
"W-who are you?" Tristan's eye popped opened. He woke Dai up. Of course, did he really expect to slip into's Dai's bed and not wake him up? Yes. One thing did cross his mind though. How could Dai mistaken his own roomate as a stranger though? How many strangers had been in Dai's bed? Tristan pulled back slightly to get a good glance of Dai's facial feature.
At the feeling of someone's hands on his, Tristan's flinched before he realized that it was Dai's, and he was trying to get Tristan to let go.
"Noooooooo!" Tristan moaned, tightened his grip and held on tightly. The thought of being thrown into the cold with the ghosties was enough to send shivers back through his body. He held on to Dai relentless to move.
"Please! Por favor! It's just me, Tristan. No stranger I promise. I woke up in the middle of the night and my night light did not work. So I got really scared. The light is suppose to keep away the ghosties. When the light went off, the ghosites grabbed my foot and I ran here because I knew that you could protect me and make sure the ghosties wouldn't get me. Please! Don't make me go back to my bed. I promise that I'll be quiet and you can go to sleep. Because sleepy time is very important and I wouldn't want you tired for class because then you would fall sleepy time in class and you wouldn't learn and then you would fail classes. We don't want that. "
Tristan rambled on and on, thoughts fleeting as he spoke, but his hold on Dai remained tighter than ever as he felt determined to stay in the warm comforts of Dai's bed.
"Por favor? Just this one time."
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Post by daichi ryuugu on Jul 13, 2012 22:25:41 GMT -5
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Post by TRISTAN TORRES on Jul 16, 2012 11:14:23 GMT -5
"...Oh, you got scared..." Tristan nodded his head against the crook of Dai's neck. From the outside looking in, it would look like two boys cuddling in bed together with one of this nosing the others quite affectionately rather than one terrified boy hopping into another' bed and nodding his head because he's so afraid.
"Y-you can sleep here, just....keep your hands...to yourself...." Dai told him, his face flushed with slightly. Tristan couldn't figure out why Dai would blush so much. It was only him and Tristan sleeping next to each other in a cramp bed. Honestly, it wasn't that awkward. Tristan would be sleeping in his own bed if his night light work.
"But I have to fall asleep cuddling something. You have the pillow. I need something to cuddle with." Tristan held on to Dai's waist even more, refusing to even bulge for him.
" I'll get you one of those stuffed animals that light up...I guess....they're supposed to be better than nightlights."
"Oh my gosh! Are you talking about a dream light??? I saw a commercial for those. I wanted one so bad. It looks like a pillow pet, but it lights up any color you want. And they are so cute. I want one! Yo quiero! Let's go shopping! I want an unicorn dream light! Please! Por favor!" Tristan rambled, excited at the idea of getting a new unicorn. Of course, he wouldn't let Dai pay for it, as he mentioned. Tristan could do that on his own. Tristan justed wanted him there because friends shopped with each other and had fun and ate at the mall's food court together.
"...Also there are no ghosties in this room...I checked"
"Really, then what grabbed my foot? Something grab my foot Dai! It has to be a ghostie!" Tristan tried to convince Dain.
"Maybe you didn't check hard enough!" Tristan started. He knew that he felt something grab out for him. He felt it on his foot. It had to be a ghostie. Tristan was positive about it.
Tristan's palms opened up to spread across Dai's back. Weird? Tristan hummed. Dai always slept in clothes. Did he? Frowning, Tristan pulled away and sat up. Something didn't feel right. Was Dai shirtless when he hopped into the bed? Tristan quickly grabbed the sheet, throwing it back. Eyes widening like saucers, Tristan stared blalantly at Dai's naked and pale body. Confused. How did he not notice this?. Pulling his eyes away, he looked at Dai curiously.
"I didn't know that you slept nude." Tristan smiled and giggled before pulling the covers over Dai's body. Honestly, a nude body in Spain was nothing to freak out over. They even had nude beaches that Tristan would frequently visit.
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Post by daichi ryuugu on Jul 16, 2012 22:32:58 GMT -5
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Post by TRISTAN TORRES on Aug 6, 2012 10:52:31 GMT -5
"W-we've all done it at one time or another. I'm not embarrassed a bit by it. I just happened to try it the night you decided to get in bed with me." Tristan giggled quietly as he snuggled under the covers deeply, ignoring the no touching rule to the max. Tristan curled his body towards Dai’s, snuggling his body to the warmth. “I do it all the time.” Tristan admitted while giggling softly.
“Only at home, in my own bed though. In European, there is nudity all the time so no one cares…but the Japanese just blush about everything, so I sleep with shorts here and pants if I get extra cold and a shirt if I get really really cold. Which I probably will do, it’s been really chilly lately. No me gusta el tiempo frió.” Tristan closed his eyes as he waited quietly for sleep to come to him. Now that Dai saved him from the ghosties, sleep seem easier to come by without the worry of being eaten by supernatural creatures. He barely registered that Dai was talking to him again. Something about shopping.
“Hm…si, we can shop all day tomorrow. It’s the weekend.” A tired yawn escaped his lips as his sleepy eyes opened up.
"T-Tristan, what happens in this room, stays in this room." A small lazy smile stretched across Tristan’s face.
“Does that mean I can’t take things out? I need to take my backpack out of the room for class. How will we get out of the class? I don’t think I can promise that. I like taking things out of the room and I like the space. How will we go to class?” Tristan smiled before pulling Dai close, resting his head on Dai’s shoulder.
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