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finally in LA, finally able to see more luné and expand their fandom. finally back at their dorm after their first day at hello28. finally in bed, drowned in darkness.
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oh, there was something there, lingering in his mind, inching closer. he made a few noises, quiet ones that were clearly uncomfortable. he shook his head too, lightly from side to side, eyes still shut tight.
maki was still sleeping, yet something was scaring him, dragging itself closer without warning. a few pants left his parted lips, really smooth but a bit dry too.
he thinks its dark, maybe black -the thing thats coming his way- but it looks tall too, lanky in a way with unidentifiable features that would frighten a child. it seems that maki is still a child then.
it grew much too closer than before, wrapping its long, slender fingers around the edge of something maki cant see. his whole vision was dark and getting blurry, the creature infront of him blending in but just a bit darker than everything else.
he tried to back up, his breathing picking up, but to his avail he couldnt. the thing charged at him, sharp fangs dipped in dark red blood and showing off, its eyes glowing golden but wrapped with a red tint, claws long and just as sharp as its fangs. it charged at maki at lightening speed, forcing maki into consiousness with a loud cry and a harsh -full body- jolt. he breathed for air like he had none, eyes wide open and head tilting to one side so he could check his surroundings. it was dark, nothing but a few gleaming rays of the moon shining through his covered window. tears burned his eyes and a sob shuddered through him. maki's hands were sweaty and weak as he pushed himself to a sitting position, letting his tears fall freely but trying to quieten down.
he was getting out of bed, pulling the covers back and sliding to the edge but pausing when his entire lower half felt wet. that only made him cry more. 20 years old, having nightmares and wetting the bed. he felt ashamed and so small, crying like he couldnt do anything else. he hugged his knees, letting it all out.
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a few footsteps made their way down the hall, stopping right infront of maki's door. the door beeped and swayed open and closed, he had a visitor. well, not a visitor, just his hyung.
"maki?"
the younger was still crying into his knees, whining quietly too. he glanced up when he heard the other voice, wiping his eyes and sobbing even harder.
the other person rushed to him, alert and confused but definantly caring. he sat on the edge of the bed, guiding maki into his arms. "maki, baby, can you tell me what happened? are you okay?" his voice was quiet, a bit deep but extremely soft. maki wept into his neck, arms around the older, holding onto him as tightly as he could.
"n-nico hyung... i... i-i had a nightmare and..." his voice started to tremble too, another sob slipping out of him, "a-and i... i wet the bed..." he cried more, this shameful feeling pressing into his chest, trying to hurt him. nicholas wouldnt allow that though.
he stroked maki's head, brushing hair out of the younger's face, gently tilting his chin to make their eyes meet. nicholas' caring ones and maki's teary ones. both so pretty. "baby, its okay, these things happen. let me clean you up, then we can cuddle. okay? you were scared, its a natural thing that comes with that feeling. dont worry about it, maki-ya." he pressed him closer to his chest, squeezing him ever so gently and pressing a rare kiss to his temple. "come on, lets go wash up." he stayed gentle, supportive, helping maki out of bed and into the bathroom.
once inside, nicholas switched the light on and turned the shower on, letting the water warm up as he briefly left to go get maki's wet sheets. he came back, shoving them into the washing machine and helped the younger out of his soiled clothes. maki was already feeling a bit better, feeling more reassured with every waist rub nicholas gave him.
he very clearly watched nicholas strip down to nothing, eyes fixed onto his nipples. - nicholas wasnt a female so he didnt have breasts, yet he was producing milk regardless. he thinks a hormone inside of him messed up or turned differently so now hes full of milk without having liked it at first. but now he was okay with it. and so was maki. - milk beaded from his brown nipples, sliding down his chest in a way maki had to stop and stare. he only broke his gaze from there when the older guided him into the shower, the water warm and washing away that lingering smell of pee.
he came back to his senses, remembering why he was even in here and the embarrassment got to him, flushing his cheeks a pretty red. he watched as nicholas popped open some shampoo and lathered it into his hands, getting it ready for maki. doing that, he could also hear nicholas hum one of their songs, blind love, he thinks. hes surprised he can still hear it over the running water and loud washing machine that cleaned his dirtied sheets.
"maki-ya, bend down a bit, please." the younger looked at him, puppy eyes on show. he did as told. maki bent down a bit but moreover spread his feet wider so he could get into a height just under nicholas' chin. he was eye-level with his neck, pupils trailing down milky skin and stopping when he got to his chest again. nicholas wasnt the only member who produced milk, fuma and taki did too, but maki clung to nicholas the after getting used to him so consequently, nicholas ended up nursing maki when the younger got so upset he wouldnt let anyone come close to him or even be in his space.
for now, maki relaxed at his favourite sight, shuffling a bit closer so his hands squeezed the side of nicholas' waist. the older smiled, leaning down to give his cheek a kiss.
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his hair was washed, as was his body and so was nicholas. his sheets too but they were drying now. nicholas had dressed maki and he was now dressing the bed in new covers, getting it as comfy as he could for both him and maki. speaking of the younger, he was sat on a chair, watching nicholas work as his hands fidgetted in his lap. he was put in long, comfy, pajama pants, a t-shirt and an oversized grey hoodie that was able to make him appear smaller than he was. whilst nicholas was in shorts and just a t-shirt, similar to maki's own.
once nicholas was done with the bed, he walked over to maki and cupped his face, lifting it gently and giving him one more kiss on the head, "the bed's done now, puppy. lets cuddle, yeah?" his voice was soothing to maki, more audible than the low hum of the AC stuck in the corner by the window.
maki got up with the older's help, following behind him into his awaiting bed. nicholas laid down by the headboard, head against it with his back propped up by the pillows. he welcomed maki into his arms, feeling him melt into the heat that radiated through nicholas' clothes.
with assistance, he shuffled closer, nosing at a nipple that was visibly standing tall beneath the fabric. "come closer, maki-ya. drink and go to sleep, okay? try to rest, baby." warm fingers ran through maki's hair then slowly lifted his shirt just above his chest. the younger glanced up with his -now tired- puppy eyes, seeking permission. once he got the nod accepting him, he immediately latched onto the awaiting nipple, milk beading up at the tip and flowing into maki's warm mouth when he finally attached himself to it. he drank slowly, careful to not mouth at him so hard. his head was gently held up in the crook of nicholas' elbow, the older sighing a breath of relief and closing his eyes, blindy but pointedly caressing maki's cheek, whispering sweet words in any language they spoke together because maki would understand no matter which it was.
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no more nightmares got to him. no more tall, lanky creatures with a billion fangs and the sharpest claws ever. only precious dreams and thoughts involving nicholas and the milk that warmed him up and made him go limp knowing he was utterly safe and cared for.
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nothing was coming to get him.
the morning held a better day.
and what he thought would end badly with no one around but that figure of his mind,
ended the best it could. with the one person he always sought for in the worst -or scariest- situations.