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"Okay then…" He said, getting up to play some Overwatch.

Nyx followed him and curled up on the couch underneath a blanket.

"It's High Noon." Said Mccree.
"No it's not!" Joked Vozreal

Nyx, who had no idea what Overwatch was, watched.

"Wanna play?" He asked Nyx.

"I think I'll watch. I'm not very good at video games."

"Okay!" He went on a winning streak

Nyx, exhausted, eventually fell asleep.

He turned it off and carried her to her room.

Deep sleeper that she was, she didn't stir.

He put her to her bed and went to his room to sleep.

The next morning, Nyx awoke, realised she had slept in her clothes, changed into her nightgown, and went downstairs.

He was still asleep.

"ZZzzzz… ZZzzzz…. ZZzzzz…" he snored very loud

Nyx helped herself to another ginger ale and thought about whether or not she should wake him up. Just to tease him.
Nah, she wouldn't make him mad.

"No… I don't wanna go back! NO! STOP!!" He shouted, having a bad nightmare about Tartarus.
He had those every once in a while. It usually is like a flashback while dreaming for him

Nyx heard the yelling and, protective instinct kicking in, rushed upstairs and burst into his room without a second thought. "Vozreal? Are you okay?"

"HELP!!" He dream-shouted, thrashing around, looking like he was in pain. He wasn't smiling. Someone would have to get him out of this.

Nyx rushed over to his bed and started shaking him. "Vozreal! Wake up!"

He slowly woke up.
"Nyx? What happened? What's wrong?"

"You were having a nightmare." Subconsciously, like Anne used to do for her and Seven and Phoenix, she untangled the sheets and brushed the stray hair from his face. "Are you all right?"

"Musta been reliving Tartarus, I guess…" He put on a smile, as to not scare.
"Thanks for looking out for me."

"Yeah." She rubbed his shoulder.

"Sorry if I scared you. I did not mean to do that at all."

"It's all right." She suddenly realised she was touching his shoulder and yanked her hand away, turning faintly pink.

"What's wrong?" He asked, wondering why she was pink

"Sorry. I didn't realise I was touching you. Anne used to comfort us when we had nightmares, and eventually we started to comfort each other, and…" She bit her lip. "It's second nature now, I guess."

He giggled.
"It's okay, darling." He said, also turning pink

"Darling. That's a new one."

"Anyways, you must want breakfast, I assume?" He said, getting up. He never changed in pajamas