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“Mostima, what…?”
“...”
“H-hey, where are you going? What happened out there?!”
“...I’m sorry, El.”
“What are you saying? What happened to my sister?!”
“MOSTIMA!!!!!”
Exusiai jolts up out of bed, face soaked in sweat. She clutches a hand to her chest, desperately begging her heart to calm down and her breathing to slow and her head to stop pounding and Oh God it’s not working oh God I’m alone please-
She’s not sure how long it is until she finally stops hearing her heart beat in her ears. Maybe hours, maybe seconds. What she is sure of is that there is a pair of arms wrapped around her, and a body pressed against hers.
“Tex…?”
“I’m here,” the Lupo quietly responds. “I’m still here. It’s okay.”
Slowly, Exusiai regains control of her breathing, her partner’s presence calming her heartbeat. Finally, she manages to calm down.
“Did I wake you up?” she cautiously asks.
“You screamed. It was hard not to wake up.” Texas states. “Nightmare?”
“...I guess,” the angel mumbles. “Didn’t realize that scream was out loud.”
“Same thing as usual?”
“......yeah.”
Exusiai feels Texas’ hands clench briefly.
“I’ll always be here for you. You know that.”
“...yeah. Thanks, Tex.”
They stay in their awkward embrace for a while. Both of them know that, come morning, they won’t discuss what happened tonight. They’ll simply get up and get to work, like nothing ever happened. Exusiai doesn’t like to talk about her problems, and Texas understands and respects that.
But for now, in this moment, the guarded angel lets her barriers down, allowing herself to be comforted by the woman she loves more than anything.
In this one moment, everything is okay.
And that’s all Exusiai needs.