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Soon the terror began to recede, and the hand in his hair felt less like a vicegrip and more like the comforting gesture it was meant to be.

Sighing, Leonardo sat quietly by Cesare, the nightmare having left him in a wary mood. 

Cesare watched him a moment letting him relax before using just his thumb to rub easy circles. “You should try to rest more, messere. If things rouse you so easily in dreams.”

You’re the cause of half those bad dreams, Leonardo wanted to say, but only looked away. 

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"— well, given my habitual procrastinating, I don’t think I can really rest all that much."

The Borgia only raised an eyebrow. “And I know how foolish it is to work on little rest, Leonardo. Sleep while you can. This place is at least quiet.” He offered turning his attention back to the book in his other hand.

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Leonardo nodded stiffly, eyes fixed on Cesare’s face. He had to get out. He couldn’t lay here, not with Cesare, he had to leave—

"— my apologies, if I, um, crossed a line," he smiled nervously, sitting up.

That got a raised eyebrow. “No line was crossed, Leonardo.” He assured the other male. His hand still half way settled in blond hair.

Soon the terror began to recede, and the hand in his hair felt less like a vicegrip and more like the comforting gesture it was meant to be.

Sighing, Leonardo sat quietly by Cesare, the nightmare having left him in a wary mood. 

Cesare watched him a moment letting him relax before using just his thumb to rub easy circles. “You should try to rest more, messere. If things rouse you so easily in dreams.”

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Nightmares gave him one thing to be thankful for: the honed ability to rouse himself from any bad dream.

Leonardo’s eyes snapped open, his whole body tensing for a moment as he tried to calm down from the blinding fear. He was in a — a sitting-room, that was good, he was laying down on a chaise and there was…

…he was laying on someone. 

Slowly he looked up, turning pale when he saw Cesare looking down at him.

Cesare looked down as Leonardo woke with a start. “Nightmares, Maestro?” He asked.

Leonardo nodded stiffly, eyes fixed on Cesare’s face. He had to get out. He couldn’t lay here, not with Cesare, he had to leave—

"— my apologies, if I, um, crossed a line," he smiled nervously, sitting up.

That got a raised eyebrow. “No line was crossed, Leonardo.” He assured the other male. His hand still half way settled in blond hair.

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The Borgia stilled his hand a moment. Letting it rest as a steady constant as Leonardo shifted. Only starting up his petting again as the male settled. Anyone coming to the door would gain the full force of his glare before they could even utter a sound. He was in no mood to handle them. Their messages could wait.

Nightmares gave him one thing to be thankful for: the honed ability to rouse himself from any bad dream.

Leonardo’s eyes snapped open, his whole body tensing for a moment as he tried to calm down from the blinding fear. He was in a — a sitting-room, that was good, he was laying down on a chaise and there was…

…he was laying on someone. 

Slowly he looked up, turning pale when he saw Cesare looking down at him.

Cesare looked down as Leonardo woke with a start. “Nightmares, Maestro?” He asked.

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//latches onto waist and never lets go 

Continues petting almost absently. Let Leonardo rest for now. Safe in sight and reach. Work could continue later.

He makes a small sound, his grip tightening for a moment, then lets go to curl up as tight as he can.

Whoever he was laying on would keep him safe, hopefully.

The Borgia stilled his hand a moment. Letting it rest as a steady constant as Leonardo shifted. Only starting up his petting again as the male settled. Anyone coming to the door would gain the full force of his glare before they could even utter a sound. He was in no mood to handle them. Their messages could wait.

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//has no idea who he’s laying on 

//but it’s okay because oh goodness they’re petting him and ah that’s so nice

//passes out

Chuckles softly but lets the artist rest.

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//latches onto waist and never lets go 

Continues petting almost absently. Let Leonardo rest for now. Safe in sight and reach. Work could continue later.

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//shuffles to the nearest lap and lays his head on it

//fooooood comaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

//dazed happy smile

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Absently pets while continuing to read.

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//has no idea who he’s laying on 

//but it’s okay because oh goodness they’re petting him and ah that’s so nice

//passes out

Chuckles softly but lets the artist rest.