Scene Milo

Scene milo

Goodnight

tw: death/od, @solarchaotica gave me this idea and I needed to scribble this angsty thing out ft. their oc Milo

Up, down, up, down. Milo's eyes followed the path of their chest as they rested on his couch. Up, down, up..........down. A shaky hand ran through his long hair and his eyes darted to the clock. They'd been asleep for awhile now; how long was too long? Milo's phone vibrated, but he couldn't be bothered to answer it. It was probably Avery looking for some backup, but this was not the right day for him to drop everything just for work. She'd already approved him not coming in today, and besides, it was for true love! Someone needed to be here for them when they woke up.

Up... down.......... up, down, up.... down. Their breathing was becoming somewhat sporadic.

"You okay, hun?" He asked, voice barely a whisper. Of course there was no reply. He dug the bottle out of the trash and read the label again, pausing every few lines to check on the adorable figure passed out on his couch.

It was all pretty straightforward- a single dose was included and guaranteed to provide sleep for at least 8 hours. They'd been unconscious for nearly 15 now, that was probably normal, right? The silence of the apartment was broken every few moments by shuddery breaths, but it wasn't enough. Milo sat on the couch, pulling them into his lap.

Up, down...... up... down, up, down............ up. He cradled them, embracing the warmth between their bodies.

"You're going to be so happy here, we'll cuddle and watch TV and I can make you all your favorite foods. I remember that cake you were eyeing the other day but didn't get because it was expensive, and I've got the recipe and all the ingredients. You never have to worry about a thing again!" He placed a gentle kiss on their cheek. "Maybe we can even cook together! Won't that be fun?" A trail of drool poured down their chin lazily. Down............ up........................... down................

"You just need to wake up, and then we can start making memories!"

Panic was starting to seep into Milo's voice. Their chest lay still. Silence drew ice into the air. As the realization hit him, he froze as well.

"...hun?" A pale hand pressed to their neck in search of a pulse. Nothing. He finally allowed himself to get a bit more aggressive, sitting them up, shaking them, squeezing their hands in his. Tears freely flowed as reality grew harder and harder to ignore.

"Please, please, please wake up! It's okay, you're okay, you're safe here! I promised you I'd keep you safe!" Milo's voice cracked the harder he begged. Sobs turned his words to gibberish until all he could do was hold their cold body. Pressed against him, their flesh leeched the heat away from his skin. Warmer.... They were getting warmer! That was a good sign right? Right!?

"M-Maybe you're just cold because of the apartment, h-here let me grab you a blanket, hun." Covered in fleece, they really looked as though they were asleep. "Are you comfortable? Maybe it would be better if I stayed close to you, yeah? Here move over a little." Milo repositioned them so they could both fit under the blanket. He sighed.

"I know it's been a stressful day, but we're gonna get past this, I just know it." He picked at the already chipped polish on his nails. Black flakes littered the couch, but they didn't seem to mind. A few stray tears dribbled down his cheeks. They would wake up soon, he just knew it. He just needed to keep caring for them, and sure, it wasn't going to be easy.

"But you're worth it." Milo whispered to them. He cuddled up even closer and closed his eyes. Nothing better to pass the time than to sleep with the one he loved.

"Good night honey, maybe tomorrow we'll wake up together."

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