Simon jolts awake with a hoarse scream, gasping for air that he no longer needs. Several long moments pass before he’s able to get his bearings, remember where he is and what the hell is going on. It takes a few seconds for his eyes to focus, but when they do, Simon realizes that someone’s in the room with him, standing at the foot of his bed.
“It’s okay,” the voice says, “You’re safe.”
There’s a familiarity there, but it takes a second for Simon’s brain to process why he knows it.
The dream is still fresh in his mind, so fresh that he reaches an unsteady hand up to press against his teeth. The lingering taste of blood in his mouth feels so real that Simon almost doesn’t believe it when his hand comes back clean.
“Did I…? Did I hurt them?”
Raphael shakes his head. “No. You were dreaming.”
OR: The one where Simon has nightmares, and Raphael helps him cope.
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20 Jan 2017