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      _{“hey… it’s alright. i have them all the time, i know how much it sucks. probably got some bad vibes off of me or something.”}

      _{hesitantly, she reached out and put her hand on his, trying to soothe out the knuckles that were turning white from his grip on the sheets. maybe it wouldn’t help but she had to try something. she gently ran her thumb over the back of his hand, a soft smile on her lips. she had a feeling he would write it off, but she would stick around in case he wanted to babble about it for a little while.} 

_{nightmares weren’t uncommon and his brain probably had a lot more material to work with than she ever would. to be honest, if he explained whatever had him all worked up it would probably be enough to add to her nightmare list just from hearing about the atrocities he must have went through.}

      _{“or you could put a shirt on and we can go somewhere to get your mind off of it, though there’s not many places open this time of night.”}

         _{he hated feeling so weak. even more so when he was around her and that was due to the fact he let himself actually feel for her. it wasn’t in the way most would expect, but ky genuinely cared for her, and it was why he didn’t want her to worry. nor did he want her to hear about his nightmares.} 

         _{then again, he doubted that it mattered too much; no matter what he did these days… it couldn’t prepare him for what was coming. as much as he wanted to rule, there was another part of him that longed to just… be human. still, he couldn’t deny he enjoyed the power that came with what he was – a reason to why he ignored those feelings, he couldn’t let himself slip… even if it was just a dream. a dream was just that- it never would become reality.} 

        _{“no, it’s just me,” he said bluntly. “i don’t…” he trailed off as he rubbed at his eyes. “it’s not important. just… i need to take a walk, find a bar, and drink it down.” he thought he was honestly getting better, but now… all he wanted to do was drown himself in whiskey. just to see if that would take the edge off.}

        _{“or something like that.” though, the truth of it was that ky just needed to pull himself together, and drinking… wouldn’t help. all it would possibly do is make things worse. he just didn’t seem to realize that.}