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storypaint) wrote2009-01-07 03:02 pm
storypaint) wrote2009-01-07 03:02 pm
Wave (Luke gen)
Title: Wave
Length: 245 words
Prompt: Professor Layton (Anon) Fan Meme: Young!Luke has a nightmare! He gets scared of the things that go bump in the night, and asks to sleep with the Professor for comfort and security.
Pairing: Luke and Layton gen
Other: n/a
Excerpt: Luke bolted upright in his bed, listening to his breathing loud in his ears. There were cold tears on his cheeks, cried in his distressed sleep, and he was shaking.
Luke dreamed of water. Cold and salt and breath can't breathe can't think can't can' can ca c
Waking.
Luke bolted upright in his bed, listening to his breathing loud in his ears. There were cold tears on his cheeks, cried in his distressed sleep, and he was shaking. Slightly embarrassed, Luke wiped his tears away and waited for the fear to subside.
"Luke?" someone spoke softly, and Luke twitched in shock, turning toward the bedroom door. A familiar figure was silhouetted in the light from the small candle the figure was holding.
"P-professor?" Luke breathed.
"You shouted. Are you all right?"
"Ah, um, I had a bad dream," Luke admitted. The professor lifted the candle a little higher and Luke saw his sympathetic smile. It made the dream slip a little further from his mind, and he swallowed, trying to find the courage to ask.
"C... can I sleep with you, Professor?" he asked, his voice squeaky. Even the distance from his bed to Layton's side seemed infinite, but he studied it while he waited for his answer.
"Well, ah..." Layton hesitated. He scratched the back of his head absently and yawned before he nodded. Luke jerked out of bed before he could talk himself out of it and attached himself to Layton's pajama leg.
"Thank you," he mumbled into the fabric.
"Yes, well, come along," Layton said gently, blowing out the candle, and the two of them went to bed. The ocean stayed far away when Luke was tucked against the professor's side.
Length: 245 words
Prompt: Professor Layton (Anon) Fan Meme: Young!Luke has a nightmare! He gets scared of the things that go bump in the night, and asks to sleep with the Professor for comfort and security.
Pairing: Luke and Layton gen
Other: n/a
Excerpt: Luke bolted upright in his bed, listening to his breathing loud in his ears. There were cold tears on his cheeks, cried in his distressed sleep, and he was shaking.
Luke dreamed of water. Cold and salt and breath can't breathe can't think can't can' can ca c
Waking.
Luke bolted upright in his bed, listening to his breathing loud in his ears. There were cold tears on his cheeks, cried in his distressed sleep, and he was shaking. Slightly embarrassed, Luke wiped his tears away and waited for the fear to subside.
"Luke?" someone spoke softly, and Luke twitched in shock, turning toward the bedroom door. A familiar figure was silhouetted in the light from the small candle the figure was holding.
"P-professor?" Luke breathed.
"You shouted. Are you all right?"
"Ah, um, I had a bad dream," Luke admitted. The professor lifted the candle a little higher and Luke saw his sympathetic smile. It made the dream slip a little further from his mind, and he swallowed, trying to find the courage to ask.
"C... can I sleep with you, Professor?" he asked, his voice squeaky. Even the distance from his bed to Layton's side seemed infinite, but he studied it while he waited for his answer.
"Well, ah..." Layton hesitated. He scratched the back of his head absently and yawned before he nodded. Luke jerked out of bed before he could talk himself out of it and attached himself to Layton's pajama leg.
"Thank you," he mumbled into the fabric.
"Yes, well, come along," Layton said gently, blowing out the candle, and the two of them went to bed. The ocean stayed far away when Luke was tucked against the professor's side.