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Off naemi's prompt: sleep


Towards

Zeke watches those pale-shell eyelids flicker back and forth as the dream chases Casey through the night. Rapid breaths, light and panicked - what's after you, buddy? - and an occasional fragment of a moaned word finally make Zeke lean over the trembling lips, cover them with a slow kiss, draw him out of the darkness with wet heat and a welcoming embrace. If he can't defeat the monsters behind him, at least he can give Casey something to run towards.

So as long as we're sharing Elijah dreams (tip of the snood to undone27), I thought I'd relate this one I had. It came around a while ago, but I didn't have an excuse to bring it up 'til now.

( Probably the most sickeningly cute dream I've ever had... )