“Shhhh,” Kai hushed, brushing Naoki’s forehead with his lips as he had so often done for Yoshimi up until only a year ago. “Go to sleep, it’s alright.” He softly petted sweat-dampened hair and the nightmare seemed to fade for a while. Naoki had defiantly continued to drink since Reika and Kirin had left, and Kai had humored him beer for beer, but the result had been nothing more damaging than a painfully and suddenly full bladder and a slight seeping of tension from his limbs. The alcohol seemed to burn from their systems faster than it could affect them.
Now, Kai watched over the restlessly sleeping man who had saved his life. He’d always known Naoki suffered vicious nightmares, but he wondered if it was the usual specters that kept him from sleeping peacefully tonight, or if this was a
