#i dont think im doing these right skfskf i keep making them kinda whumpy

[thebrandywine]

36 and 58? :>

36. being pushed against a wall

58. being locked in a small space

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"Just close your eyes and listen to me, okay?"

Piers slams his eyes shut. It shouldn't matter much when they're already in the dark, but it does somehow. It feels less like the room is closing in on them, less like the floors above are going to crumble down into the basement and bury them. Christ, why did they pick this door? Why was this the room they scrambled into in an effort to hide?

The tyrant's footsteps (because there's always a fucking tyrant these days) have been gone for some time now, but Leon's attempt at opening the door to this janitor's closet haven't been fruitful. There's something out there blocking them in, and--

"Okay?" Leon nudges him again.

Piers nods, realizes his husband can't see him, and says aloud, "Yes. Okay."

"Okay," Leon repeats. His voice is calm and even, his hands steady when they find Piers' shoulders and pull him in. Piers goes with a little too much force, Leon stumbling over something and slamming into a wall with a grunt of surprise.

"Sorry," Piers says, but he's already pressing in and burrowing closer as Leon's arms wrap securely around him. "Jesus, I'm so fucking sorry."

Leon kissing him loudly on the temple shakes a laugh out of him. "It's okay. We'll get broken out sooner or later. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better in the meantime?"

After another, easier breath, Piers suggests, "Distract me."

He lifts his head and they find each other in the middle, mouth to mouth like he'd need to breath anyway. It's slow and soft and settling, Piers grabbing at the back of Leon's jacket and Leon holding his face with one hand. It's all love, and Leon never gets impatient with him over it, not even the time Piers had a meltdown like this in the laundry room in their own house just because the power went out. Something about enclosed spaces in the dark--

"Stop thinking," Leon says in between kisses. "Let me distract you."

"Gladly," Piers says desperately, and then he falls into it because this, more than anything he's ever known, is where he's safe.