i met you in the dark

A soft smile pulled at his lips as Indigo nuzzled against his ear, savoring every gentle affection he received. He had never experienced anything like this. Not from his brother, not from any of the random wolves he had given himself to in the time since his death. Gentle touches and warm embraces were not something he was used to. It made him reflect differently on his time with those wolves, Cygnus included, and made him wonder if this was what it was supposed to be like. Was he supposed to feel this warm, protected feeling when he was with wolves he trusted? Why had he never felt this before? He had loved Cygnus, but his brother had never held him like this or treated him this kindly. Had Cygnus not loved him?

These were things that he didn’t have the energy to ponder, at least not right now. As a comfortable silence fell between them he felt that exhaustion beginning to creep up on him again, especially now that he was fully relaxed and there was nothing to keep it from fully taking hold of him. As if reading his mind, Indigo mentioned how they should get some sleep and he made a soft hum in agreement, nuzzling deeper into Indigo’s mane fully tucking himself into the larger man’s frame. For the first time in months he slipped easily into sleep, nothing lingering in his mind to keep him awake or disturb his slumber as he fell into dreamless, restorative sleep in Indigo’s arms.