Shadows and Light

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's sleep is troubled tonight.

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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve inhales, butting his head gently against Orpheus's chest.

"Bucky. Things that happened, things that didn't--he kept falling, disappearing--I have such vivid dreams about him and I wish--I wish they were better dreams."

[golden_lyre]

"I wish they were too," Orpheus murmurs, fingers stroking over the back of Steve's neck. "Do you want me to sing you to sleep? I can...I can take away your dreams. At least for tonight."


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yes," Steve whispers. "Yes, please. Sing to me, sweetheart."


[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus presses another kiss to Steve's hair. "All right, my love," he whispers, letting his hand rub over Steve's back as he starts to sing, voice low and soothing.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve curls himself deeper into Orpheus, cheek pressed against Orpheus's chest.

His breathing evens out, but he won't deny the dampness on his face.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses away the tears as he sings, a quiet lullaby, peaceful sleep, not a dream to be found.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I'm so glad you're here," Steve murmurs. "Don't know what I'd do without you..."

[golden_lyre]

He nuzzles Steve's hair. "You won't have to find out."


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles faintly and places a kiss on Orpheus's chest.


[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus lets his fingers card through Steve's hair and presses his lips to Steve's forehead, humming into his skin.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve breathes more slowly, his eyes closing as Orpheus's song fills his heart and soothes his soul.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus keeps up both the song and the gentle stroking through Steve's hair until he's certain Steve is asleep.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

When he dreams, it's no longer of the cold and dark. It's music and warmth and sunshine.


And if a shadow lurks there, well. It's only a shadow.