digger: (things nightmares are made of)
Simon Jiha ([personal profile] digger) wrote2008-09-13 02:43 pm

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[Simon wakes up in bed - recovered, but blind again. Cue little child curling up to hide under the blankets and cry.

...Yeah that's pretty much it. He'll be there for a while.]

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[identity profile] dawndigger.livejournal.com 2008-09-14 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Simon realizes his mistake, reaching out to grab ahold of Cloud's sleeve.]

No! No, no, no! Papa, that's not what I meant...!

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[identity profile] herobydefault.livejournal.com 2008-09-14 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
All right. [Cloud reassures him with another stroke of his hair.] It's all right, I understand what you meant. Don't worry.

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[identity profile] dawndigger.livejournal.com 2008-09-14 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Simon can't help but keep panicked, clinging a little. It was so much easier before, when he could see Cloud's expression, but now he had no way of knowing if Cloud meant it...]

Papa... Papa, you promise? You're not sad? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that...

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[identity profile] herobydefault.livejournal.com 2008-09-14 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Simon. [Cloud takes Simon's face into his hands, kissing his forehead.]

Trust me.

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[identity profile] dawndigger.livejournal.com 2008-09-14 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Simon starts a little at the unexpected contact, then relaxes, immediately soothed.]

O... okay... thanks, Papa...