Pavel's POV
Pavel woke up as he felt something moving on top of him. He then freaked out when he felt something rubbing his chest under the blanket. Not thinking it was Chen because his little bun didn't go to his room to sleep, he slowly uncovered his chest and yelped slightly, it's a hand. Rubbing his chest while the other hand was wrapped tightly on his waist. He felt the hands' owner breath on his neck, dipping his face on it.
Dome?
He moved away a little to prove his guess. And fuck! It's really Dome, hugging him on his bed. And he's fucking on top of him, sleeping like a child. He was in between his thighs so he can feel the friction between them.
'When did he come here and why was he here?'
Dome woke up maybe because of his sudden reaction. He moved his hands as if finding him and got mad when he jolted away. Dome threatened him after he didn't move again to his side. Nervously, he let the pale man tug beside him again. Only to find they are uncomfortable in their position.
It was so hard to sleep again because of having someone on his bed, a man.
Instead of sleeping, he kept on staring at the man embracing him like he's a pillow. Sometimes, Dome whimpered or murmured something in his sleep. Even squeezed him tightly to his body.
He almost got crazy thinking about what's happening. Until morning came.
Pavel got up, avoiding waking up the pale man. Chen asked about Dome first when he saw her sitting on the coach. She helped him prepare the soup and meds. He walked back to his room and Dome was already awake. He felt hot inside his own room so he told him instead to take care of himself. After minutes he decided to go back to check him up.
He froze on his feet, on his bed was Dome, sleeping. But dry tears were evident on his cheeks. Why did he cry?
He lightly sat down near the pale man. He didn't know why but he felt the urge to caress his hair. His hand went down to his cheeks, slowly wiping the dry tears. He then hummed a song as if wanting the pale man to sleep deeply to forget the reason for his tears. He didn't realize he fell asleep too until a warm hand poked his left cheek.
"Hm." He groaned a little. He had a sleepless night because he stayed all night, watching the pale man.
"You're too heavy. You might crash me into thin pieces." A hoarse voice winced below him.
Pavel quickly opened his eyes. His face flushed, he was on top of Dome. Literal having his weight above him. He froze again feeling the smack on his head.
"Shia!"
"Get off me. I can't breath!" Dome hissed and wriggled below him.
Pavel rolled beside him. He brushed his head, glaring at Dome. "I can't believe you! I helped you all night just to receive a beating from you!"
"Why are you on top of me?" He asked then, rolling his eyes.
"I fell asleep, okay? Sorry about that."
Dome narrowed his eyes. "What now?" He asked when he noticed his reaction.
"You just said sorry. Wow, first time!" Then he chuckles.
Pavel arched his eyebrows. This pale man is really a fucking confusing person he'd ever know. Mood swing? Because he's mad first and now he's fucking-laughing over him.
Pavel got the chance to scan the pale man. Dome was laughing so hard, not to mention he had teary-eyes. And it's confusing him because he just said sorry, so why laughing?
'But hey! I like how he laughs, he's beaming.'
Dome stopped laughing when he realized that he was staring at him.
"What?"
"Laugh more, it suits you." He grinned.
"Fuck you!"
"I already fucked you many times…" He then wriggled his eyebrows and continued. "...in my mind."
Dome narrowed his eyes and got paled. "Dirty minded dickhead!"
"Umh." He emphasizes the last two letters. "I just have a sexy imagination." A loud laugh echoed in the room. His shoulders were moving up and down.
His laugh stopped when Dome looked at him intently, he leaned forward not breaking their stare. Not knowing the reasons, his heart beats fast.
'Fuck! Too early! Too early for flirting. Stop beating fast, poor heart.'
Changing the topic quickly, he asked Dome. "Anyway, why did you always lock up after having a little talk with Chen or me? Or after you cooked?" He asked full of curiosity. He hoped he could have his answer now.
Long silent. Then he heard Dome sighed and grunt. He thought he wouldn't answer so he sat up and got ready to take off the bed. But Dome grabbed his wrist. 'Like he always does'
"Mourning." One word. Just fucking one word but he felt the pain, sadness and guilt behind it.
"M-Mourning to?" He sat on the bed again not minding Dome's hand on him. He felt him gripped hard.
"I am still mourning for my grandma's loss. It's just—It's...I am feeling guilty and sad because I was not there on her last day. She means so much to me. What kind of grandson I am, right? It hurts! I chose my career here over her. If only I could turn back time. Fuck! I'm so ambitious!"
Dome's sudden outburst made him stiff. He didn't know that there was a big reason behind his actions for the past week.
He was too shocked when Dome jumped on his lap and gripped his shirt tightly like asking for support. He heard sobs and cough after. Pavel didn't know how to comfort a crying man but his hands unconsciously made way to Dome's back—rubbing it up and down. Dome cried louder and Pavel was startled if he had done it wrong or what.
"Hey, I don't know how to console you but don't cry." That's the best option he only had. "Man don't cry."
"Men are human too. Humans tend to cry to ease something deep inside them." He almost chuckles because of their conversation.
Instead, he thought wisely before his words came out from his mouth. "For sure she understands you. And she'll be sad if she sees you like this. You have to be strong for her. I know she's happy for you because you're pursuing your dream." He is still patting his back.
Dome looked up on him, and fuck! He was hurt seeing his tears. He wants to wipe those tears away. "H-How did you know that she is happy for me?" He asked innocently.
He scratched his back head. He meant those words as figurative and consoling, not literal. And for Dome's condition now, he didn't know if he was just teasing him or not. "I can see ghosts, you know? Actually, she's behind you now. She said you look ugly."
A loud and painful smack reached his head, almost lowering his head on his shoulder. "Fuck you!" Dome hissed.
'Damn! Why did he love smacking me? I can be stupid for this!'
He gave the pale man a silence. But not long after, he heard a snore from him. Dome was resting his right cheek on his chest, arms clinging on his neck and his legs were wrapped to both sides of his waist. 'Looks like a Koala' He never knew when this happened to them, being touchy and all to each other.
'Oh it's just only Dome, not me!'
When he felt cramps, he tucked the pale man on his bed—again. 'Whose room is this again?' He asked himself. He checked his fever first and when he found that he has no fever already, he left him a note that he needs to do something for a while.
"Little bun, I need to go outside. Your P'Dome is already okay. Just wake him up when it strikes 12, you both need to eat. Wait, is it okay for you not to come with me for now?" He asked Chen. He found her doing some drawings in the living room.
"Yes Phi, it's okay. P'Dome might need me. I need to take care of him." He answered without glancing at him.
'Oh. I'm jealous!' He chuckles on his own thought.
He patted his niece and gave her instruction not to go outside without someone.