Nightmares (Hizashi)

Hizashi twisted and turned in bed, breathing hard and whimpering out his mouth in quick little puffs. His loose blond hair spun out on the pillow, and as he fidgeted it flopped onto his face, tickling his nose. His hands jerked out as he jolted awake with a loud sneeze.

"Hizashi?!"

He turned, panting, to see his girlfriend's worried face pop up next to him. "Els? Oh, sh - shit, babe, m'sorry..."

She grasped his hand when he thrust it out in his sleep, and she brought the palm up and kissed it softly. "No, no. It's okay. What happened? Bad dream?"

His spiraled eyes grew wide and teary. She watched in horror as his lower lip trembled and he suddenly burst into tears, clinging to her for comfort. He sobbed like a child for several minutes, pausing to gasp for air and to reign in his quirk before he destroyed anything in their home. She held him tight, stroking his hair back gently from his wet cheeks.

"I wish I could help," she husked sadly. "It breaks my heart to see you like this."

"I'm ogay," he sniffled, his speech muffled due to his stuffed up nose.

"Oh, honey no," she sighed, handing him a tissue. "You're not, and it's fine. You need to let this out."

Hizashi blew his nose noisily, yet still careful enough to not activate his quirk when he coughed afterward. He sniffled a few times and, after a few more weepy minutes, got himself under control. She gently stroked his hair the entire time, handing him more tissues when he needed them.

"Thanks," he rasped hoarsely.

She kissed his forehead, once more wiping gently at the streaks of tears left on his cheeks. "There, now. You're the most precious person in my whole life. I love you more than anything."

He whimpered and she began rubbing his shoulders, smiling and leaning over to kiss his heavy eyelids again when they fluttered. "Keep them closed. Relax."

His chest was splotchy with color from his emotional outburst. She lovingly pet his puff of blond hair in the middle, running her fingers through it and then lower. Each inch of skin was treated carefully, with a light, feathery touch that tickled yet soothed. He sighed and leaned further back on his pillow.

"S'nice," he murmured, voice muzzy with sleep.

"Good. You deserve more pampering than I give you, you know. You're not only brave but you're also smart, handsome, and honest." She let her hands wander to the hem of his sweatpants and paused.

"Haa, aah... ah, baby, I love you." He clutched the sheets in one hand below his waist, chest hitching in short, shallow breaths. "Don't stop. It feels good."

"I can tell," she murmured. "Do you want me to..?"

He shook his head, his golden hair spilling over to one side of the pillow. "Nuh. Not now. Just keep going."

She nodded, smiling, and massaged his calves through the soft fabric, taking her time and moving until she reached his feet. Elly considered, then raised one foot on her lap and rubbed it thoroughly as well, making sure to do each toe separately. By the time she finished his other foot he was trembling all over and was focused on her and not whatever demon from his past had woken him in pain.

He choked, tears spilling down his cheeks. "Kiss me!"

She did, shivering at the way he desperately tongued her lips, clinging to her and shaking. "Zashi, are you okay, sweetie?"

"I just love you so much," he whined. "My - my heart... kiss me again, hold me."

"Shhh, all right. Anything for you."

"Thank god I have you," he breathed softly into her hair. As he inhaled her scent, so familiar and comforting, he grew more relaxed until he finally dropped off.

Elly sighed, smiling, and made the best of her position. She had known he liked to snuggle, but this tight clinging was different. He was wrapped intricately around her, his arms and legs tangled up with hers. If she tried to move he would whine and tighten his hold.

Well, there were worse things than this. She closed her eyes and eventually fell asleep as well.