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2 years ago

Sero Hanta comfort

This song as been on repeat and I think sero would love it

Two gentle knocks stir Sero out of his sleepy daze. His music is still on, the song displayed on his TV. He glances at his alarm clock beside him. 11:34pm. It’s late but not too late. It’s a Saturday night so it’s not a big deal if he sleeps in. Pulling himself up to answer the door the short walk over is done with his eyes closed but as Sero opens the door he gets a whiff of your perfume and suddenly they’re wide open. He’s met with your tired figure. Eyes dragging down, hair disheveled and you look smaller. You’re shoulders are too repaxed and you’re holding your stomach, hunching over. “Y/n? Um are you like ok?” He asked still trying to wake up. At his question your head tilts up and eyes meet his. Sero’s heart breaks a little, he can see the sadness, the stress all of it. “I’m just,” you begin. Your voice is small and sounds like it’s about to crack, “I’m so tired, Sero. I can’t sleep. All I want to do is sleep but I can’t.” You’re trembling now. He knows this isn’t just about not being able to sleep. It’s about all of it. Everything that has happened to you lately, the stress he has seen on your face multiple times in school. You hands go quickly to cover your eyes to stop the stream of tears from falling down you’re cheeks but one manages to slip through the barricade. Sero follows it as it rounds the fullest part of your cheek and quickly falls to your chin but he wipes it away with his hand before it does. That’s what he always does. He always catches you before you fall. Right when you’re over the edge he grabs you and pulls you back. He’s your best friend. He’s more than that but he knows now is not the time to question his position in your life.

“Oh hun, come here.” His voice is empathetic. His hand snakes behind to your neck and the other to your back as he pulls you to him, walking the two of you inside his room. Your arms instinctive wrap around his form, tightly. You’re sobs are prevalent but the sound of Sero’s music the TV is drowning them out. He begins swaying you two around and patting your head trying to calm you down a bit more. When that doesn’t seem to work he resorts to singing along to the music softly in your ear.

“Nothings gonna hurt you baby / Nothings gonna take you from my side”

His voice is gruff with sleep. His eyes close and his head falls to rest on the top of yours.

“When we have a drink or three / Always ends in a hazy shower scene/ Nothings gonna hurt you baby / As long as you’re with me you’ll be just fine”

He makes his way to his bed with you still in his arms. He lays down first, then pulls you softly to lay right on top of him. Your face is hidden in the curve of his neck, the tears have stopped but your hands still tightly fist his shirt. Keeping him close to you. Sero’s eyes flutter shut and his breathing gets heavier and soon sleep embraces the two of you with the sound of his TV still running.

“Nothings gonna hurt you baby”