"Same here…" Atlas murmured. He let his head rest on Emrys. He suddenly got tired, probably from crying. He closed his eyes and relaxed so he could fall asleep.
Em laughed softly and kissed the top of his head, getting Atlas nice and settled against his chest. "I'm glad, Atlas. I'm going to change into something a little more appropriate for bed, want me to grab you some pjs too?"
"Uh Huh." Atlas lightly opened his eyes so he could let Emrys get pjs. He hadn't mean't for this to happen that day. He wanted to have a fun long day on the town, no tears except for maybe from joy. But as long as all was good between Em and him, he was happy.
Em kissed his temple and slipped out of bed, grabbing the coziest pajamas he could find for him and Atlas. He returned a few seconds later, stripping out of his old clothes as he tossed a pair at his boyfriend. "Get changed, love. You're gonna feel really gross if you sleep in those jeans."
Atlas groaned and sat up and slid off the bed. He quickly changed into the pjs Emrys got for him and fell into the bed again. That coffee he had apparently not done anything for his energy, but he wasn't complaining.
Emrys crawled into bed beside him, pulling the blankets up over Atlas and then settling beside him with a gentle smile. "D'you wanna be big spoon or little spoon tonight?"
"Hmm?" He asked, not hearing what Emrys said, somehow. A moment later, his mind registered what Em asked. "Oh.. um, I don't care, I guess I'm too tired to care…"
Em laughed quietly and kissed the top of his head, deciding to take a little initiative tonight. "C'mere," he murmured , opening his arms so he could pull Atlas up against his chest. "You've had a long day, I think you deserve a little snuggling."
Atlas smiled a little as he complied, lightly wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. "Mm, I love you…" He whispered. As he closed his eyes he tilted his head up and lazily planted a kiss on Emrys' jaw.
Emrys couldn't help but smile, tucking the expression away into Atlas' fluffy hair. "I love you too," he answered softly, sighing happily at the kiss. "Now go to bed, we don't have anything to do until 8 tomorrow."
"Goodnight, love…" Atlas whispered even softer than before. He quickly started falling asleep, very comfortable cuddling with Emrys.
"Night." Em held Atlas close until he too fell asleep, curled protectively around his boyfriend with a soft smile on his face.
~Time Skip~
That morning, Atlas woke up to the sound of rain pattering on the roof and against the window. He hadn't even opened his eyes but he was already smiling. The sound of rain, and rain in general, always put him in a great mood. He did like to stay inside, but just the thought and atmosphere of rain was enough.
Emrys was still sound asleep, though he'd shifted around a bit in the night. His head now rested on Atlas' shoulders, arms wrapped securely around the other's waist, keeping him close even in sleep.
Atlas, finally, didn't even try to wake up Emrys. He then opened his eyes and realized they never closed the curtains, he was glad so he could look outside at the fog and rain. He kept his arms around Em then kissed the top of his head.
Em shuffled a little, arms tightening and then relaxing around Atlas as he murmured sleepy nonsense and settled again. His eyelids didn't so much as flutter at the light shining in from the window, but it was unclear if that was because of his deep sleep or the fact that the faint fog blocked out most of the light so that only sparse rays of sunshine could peek through the haze.
Atlas didn't mind that Emrys was still sleeping, he didn't mind that he could really do anything. He was happy to just be laying with Em. He remembered that just the last hotel was when they got together, which wasn't that long ago. Letting out a sigh he also remembered that the only reason that they were together was because he was tired and the fact that he liked Emrys accidentally slipped.
Em curled up against Atlas' chest a little more in his sleep, a frustrated little divot forming between his eyebrows as he got caught in the throes of some nightmare.
Atlas looked down at Emrys, as he moved slightly. He smiled and moved one of his hands up to softly pet and play with Em's hair. He knew Emrys had nightmares, he just didn't know when and how to tell.
Em relaxed slightly, face smoothing out into a flat expression. He was still breathing a bit too hard, still curled close to Atlas the way he used to curl against Cadmus when the fans were swarming them and he was overwhelmed, but he seemed a little more grounded and a little less distressed.
Atlas smiled a little and tilted his head down to kiss Emrys' forehead. He loved how Em curled up to him, it made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. He looked back up at the ceiling then closed his eyes. He could probably sleep more if he wanted to and since Em was still sleeping he decided there was nothing better to do.
(skip to them both waking up?)
(Sure!)
Emrys woke up with a sharp gasp and a deep-seated sense that something was wrong. He didn't know what, could barely even put a name to the emotion, but he felt it soo deep in his bones that it ached. "Atlas?" His voice came out sharper than he meant it to.
Atlas jolted awake, not actually meaning to fall asleep before. "Huh? Oh, is everything okay, love?" He asked. He noticed Emrys' uneasiness and got a little concerned. It could just be the feeling you get after a nightmare, but he wouldn't just brush it off as that in case it wasn't.
Em swallowed, eyes scanning nervously across the room. He wanted to find what was wrong– to grab it and fix it and tuck it away so the stupid feeling would just leave him the fuck alone already– but everything was exactly as it had been before he fell asleep. He scratched at his arm absently, needing to ground himself with some sort of physical sensation. "I… I dunno, I think so?" His eyes were downcast. "I had a bad dream, I… um… I think it's just that."
"Are you sure that's it? I mean that's all it could be, easily, but sometimes feelings like that are somehow connected to things that will happen or have actually happened. And you looked really concerned and like something was very wrong." Atlas said, trying to comfort Emrys by lightly playing with his hair. "Should I call Cadmus or Harley or even management to make sure everything's okay? Just for reassurance?"
Emrys bowed his head beneath the touch, leaning closer to Atlas. He startled when he brought up getting management involved, shaking his head with as much energy as he could muster. "No! No, we…. we don't need to do that, we don't need to bring management into this. I… I'd like to see Cadmus and Harley though, they always make me feel better after nightmares."
Atlas nodded, "Ok, do you want to go see them right now?" He asked, lightly resting his lips on Em's head. He was glad Emrys didn't want to get management involved, he didn't want to as well. But if it would have made him feel better, he would have been all for it.
Emrys shook his head, curling closer to Atlas with a soft whine. "No, I…" He paused, trying to find the best way to say what he wanted. His head was frustratingly foggy, but eventually, he managed. "You said you could call them? I… I don't wanna have to find them right now, and I don't want you to leave."
