Sleeping is...hard

Wyatt stared blankly down as he was standing under the shower. The warm water running on his body and relaxing his body. But...his mind was busy, drowning even under the thoughts. He closed his eyes and breathed slowly, it allowed him to reach somekind of enhanced perception. He could hear the water flowing out, he could hear the small buzz noise from the lamp. He could hear his own heartbeat. He focused and tried to sort his thoughts. He could have images of that day, few minutes before the end.

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The car was waiting at a traffic light, today was a great day and Liam was really proud and so was Elsa his wife. Jack was having an interview at the Benrickson Academy for Bioengineering and Advanced Sciences. It was the most competent school for those who aspired to work in the field of technology. Only equal to RASAC Tech school, this university was in the another state, so they had to make a small journey just for the interview and it was splendid. Jack amazed the Headmaster with his knowledge and skills and of course his young age.

The fact that he was also the son of one of the greatest mind of the country and of a great talented author, made it seem as good genes passed on. Jack was a genius, his skills were mostly in logic and problem solving which allowed him to be brilliant in maths and all subjects that required understanding of a problem and resolution by equations. He also had a good liking in sports especially Baseball, and he was socially smart which allowed him to blend in pretty easily amongst kids his age and older people than him.

He was really happy that he could win the interview and was jolting in the car which was definitely something a child his age would do. Wyatt was not understanding all that was happening or why his brother was so happy but his brother being happy was enough to make him happy too. Liam spoke as the light went green.

Liam: "So how about we go where you want as a reward champ? Where do you wanna go?"

Elsa: "Honey isn't it a bit late to go out?"

Liam: "nah it's fine, the kid just nailed an interview seniors of high-school would have issues with. I think we can have an exception tonight huh what do you say love"

Elsa: "Don't bark if he is too tired to wake up for school tomorrow then"

Liam: "I don't bark, I'm offended"

He chuckled and his wife soon followed as she placed her hand on his leg.

Elsa: "I do remember you barking though"

She grinned before chuckling with her other hand covering her muzzle shyly. Liam was flustered and his tail tensed on the seat.

Liam: "Anyway...where you wanna go champ?"

Jack took his time to think before saying enthusiastically.

Jack: "Can we go at the Season please? "

He looked very eager to hear the answer as he leaned forward a bit while thumping his feet down joyfully. Liam took a glance through the mirror and replied.

Liam: "a fast food? You sure? You know we can go anywhere, right?"

Jack: "I know, but i want the Season and Wyatt likes that too"

Wyatt: "yeah...(*stomach growling*) I'm starving "

Jack: "Don't worry, we will eat soon okay?"

Jack smiled at Wyatt and the later went for a hug that's when they heard their mother scream and the car suddenly drifting and Jack pushing Wyatt. Wyatt couldn't comprehend anything as it was going too fast, the only thing he knows it's that his body was being projected hard on the door on his side, his head smashing against the window knocking him out.

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Wyatt opened his eyes and breathed heavily as he had held his breath all the while. It was such a vivid memory yet it seemed so distorted and so far. It was about 12 years ago...yet he could still smell the burnt and the blood. He could still feel the pain on his head where it smashed against the window...he could still hear the screams of his mother...and now he could see the last time he saw his brother's face and it wasn't a happy one...his brother was terrified but somehow Wyatt felt it wasn't about his own life but his. His brother was scared for him and that hurt even more.

He stopped the water and dried himself before walking out and looked for a clean pair of boxer and his pajama. He walked like a hollow shell. He got downstairs and saw Lauren was sleeping on the couch, Matthew had put a sheet before hand so she could lie on it and not stain the couch with sweat and glitters. He looked at Matthew who had his shower before him. He was sitting on the chair in the kitchen, his phone in hands and a glass of water in front of him. He soon lifted his head to see Wyatt and spoke with a hint of concern in his voice.

Matthew: "hey..."

Wyatt walked over and sat next to him.

Wyatt: "hey..."

There was an awkward silence before Matthew broke it.

Matthew: "so...I think it's time to sleep"

Wyatt: "oh yeah... huh Lauren is on the couch, I will bring some pillows, you can take the other couch"

Matthew: "Thanks...and you?"

Wyatt: "on the floor"

Matthew: "wait but you have a bed?"

Wyatt: "doesn't seem good if I sleep in my room and you guys in the living room. I don't know how sleepovers usually look like but from TV shows I've seen we are all supposed to be in the same room and I don't have enough space for three on my bed"

Matthew: "That's (*snort*) we really should redo your education on movies cuz boy you suck at this"

Wyatt: "what? Did I say something wrong?"

Matthew: "you speak as if it was an exam or something"

Wyatt: "I don't understand what you mean"

Matthew: "Don't sweat it, if you want i can bring you mattress here so you can sleep on it"

Wyatt: "and you guys sleep on couches ?"

Matthew: "Dude it's fine okay"

Wyatt: "I guess..."

Matthew: "or if you feel comfortable with it I can sleep with you on the mattress"

Wyatt's face lit up and he stuttered.

Wyatt: "wh-what?"

Matthew: "I used to sleep with my brothers all the time so I learned to sleep without moving much so I won't be taking that much space. Of course I can still take the couch I don't mind"

Wyatt was hesitant, on one hand he could have the opportunity to sleep on the same bed with Matthew and on the other hand he was scared it might not be a good idea.

Wyatt: "well...you can sleep on the mattress..."

Matthew: "good then. I will go fetch it"

Wasting no seconds, he walked fast upstairs and after few minutes he came back with the mattress, he had a rough time making it pass on the stairs but when he finally managed to do so he exhaled with satisfaction before landing it on a space Wyatt created by removing the small table that was there. The mattress was quite big yet it was indeed for 2 person. Matthew started joyfully to put on a sheet and pillows and a blanket before standing proudly next to it.

Matthew: "good enough to your liking?"

Wyatt: "it's tidy...thanks"

Matthew literally fell on it from exhaustion face first before sighing. Wyatt lied down on the other side and wrapped himself in the blanket. Matthew turned to lie on his side facing Wyatt and chuckling.

Matthew: "you look like a baby covered like that"

Wyatt: "it's just that the house can go really cold at night this time of the year"

Matthew: "Don't you have a heater?"

Wyatt: "Father never really understood the meaning of that thing. He said back in Iceland he grew up with cold weather"

Matthew: "that doesn't mean you, can handle it as well"

Wyatt: "I don't feel cold necessarily, but I'm not fond of it either and my ears have it the worst, they can freeze quickly that's why I cover entirely. And you? Aren't you cold? I thought cold blooded were averse to such a temperature"

Matthew: "Well you are right, we are not made for such cold temperatures. But my metabolism slows down and I enter a state of semi consciousness"

Wyatt: "That's...I don't get it"

Matthew: "well, when it is cold, I try moving less and usually wear extra layers like right now, I have a long sleeve sweater and a shirt inside and I wear socks. I will also end up buying myself in the blanket like you at some point of the night if it gets too cold. "

Wyatt: "I'm sorry, I will ask Father about having a heater so next time we do a sleepover you won't be freezing"

Matthew: "I'm not complaining don't worry, besides it's not that cold yet"

Wyatt yawned before replying.

Wyatt: "if you say so..."

Matthew chuckled before saying.

Matthew: "Goodnight Wyatt"

Wyatt: "Goodnight Matthew"

Wyatt's eyes closed slowly and Matthew soon followed.

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Wyatt shifted comfortably, he was feeling quite good. A sweet hint of lemon was crawling down his nostrils and he unconsciously leaned as far as he could to smell it more. He stopped on a soft yet firm surface, it was a weird mix of warmth and cold, confusing yet endearing. Wyatt nuzzled up against the surface. He felt even warmer as he felt a sort of powerful great sensation enveloping him and drifting to a deeper sleep with a smile.

Few hours later, he opened his eyes slowly and blinked a bit. It was still dark, he wanted to move but was unable to. It took some seconds to realize but a huge blush crept on his face when lifted his head and saw the jaw of the gator. He was currently helluva close to him, and the hands of the latter were wrapped around him holding him to his chest. His chest was rising then falling so calmly. Wyatt was really feeling weird...it was clear that the gator was making him feel something...his surprise made him unaware of something else. If he could blush more than that even his fur would turn red...he was feeling something poking at his belly. It wasn't hard to guess, if Matthew's hands were behind his back and his legs were straight down with his own tail, the thing that was poking right now was Matthew's...Matthew shifted and grunted as he lowered his head on top of Wyatt's one. So now it was definitely closer, Wyatt wanted to move but what would the gator think...he started to panic. The fact that the thing on his belly was...pulsing was not helping. It was huge, Wyatt tried thinking of something else but his own tool started to harden. Wyatt gasped and closed his eyes. He stopped moving as it was just making it worse. He waited for Matthew to wake up and let go, he probably didn't realize Wyatt was that close.

The calm breathing of Matthew sent Wyatt back to sleep after a few minutes of struggle. Just like that, he was back to the void as Matthew slowly moved his hands to Wyatt's lower back and mumbled in his sleep "I'm so...sorry..."