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Me, Squinting at my writing: What perspective are you even in??? Are you even in a perspective??

My writing:

nightmare prompt for tangfei pretty please 🥺

Person A can tell that Person B is having a nightmare because they’re making weird noises/motions in their sleep so Person A wakes them up and asks if they’re okay

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Of the both of them, they have long established that Tang Yi is the one who has nightmares. It’s almost counter-intuitive, considering that Shao Fei is the one dealing with violence and blood and crime day in, day out. In comparison, Tang Yi is now living life as a retired gang member and all he does is golf, work, have work dinners, and then spend time with Shao Fei, the days of fights and drugs well behind him.

Well, logically, it is supposed to be behind him, but Tang Yi wakes up in the middle of the night often, the coppery tang of blood filling his nostrils as he gasps for air, his hand reaching out for a figure who’s about to be shot to death, multiple hands grabbing at him in the dark, trying to ambush him while he’s asleep... many more. 

When that happens, it’s always Shao Fei waiting with a hand caressing at his forehead as he comes back to himself. Shao Fei bringing him back to reality with his lips and his touch, his sweet murmurings.

So Tang Yi is a little surprised when he wakes up in the middle of the night this time, and it’s Shao Fei who’s fidgeting in bed and mumbling under his breath while asleep. Frowning, Tang Yi reaches over to the bedside and switches the lamp on, and-

Sweat beads at Shao Fei’s forehead and his face is incredibly pale; Tang Yi barely dodges when hands suddenly shoot out to swipe at him, and it is only reflex and practice from back in his gangster days that has Tang Yi catching both arms in his hold gently, afraid that Shao Fei is going to hurt himself like this.

On closer look, Shao Fei’s bottom lip is bleeding from where his teeth are biting down onto flesh in his nightmare, and Tang Yi startles yet again.

“Baobei,” he murmurs immediately, pulling Shao Fei into a sitting position and holding onto him, not too tightly, but with just enough force to keep him from flailing. “Baobei, you’re having a nightmare, wake up.”

He realizes the moment Shao Fei comes awake, because the body in his embrace goes ramrod straight with a shudder. Tang Yi waits patiently but keeps up with his soft litany of murmurings and kisses to his temple.

“... Tang,” Shao Fei croaks, his voice hoarse as he shakes, “Tang Yi...”

“You okay?” Tang Yi asks, pulling him closer now that he’s awake, “Baobei, it was just a dream. I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere.”

“Tang Yi,” Shao Fei repeats, burying his face into his husband’s shoulder.

Tang Yi doesn’t ask. When Shao Fei stops shaking, he moves to get out of bed, and when Shao Fei refuses to let him go, Tang Yi lifts him out from under the covers as well. 

Standing obediently as Tang Yi undresses him and drying his sweat with a clean towel, Shao Fei feels a lot like a doll. His brain is all mush and refuses to string two coherent thoughts together, and all he wants is Tang Yi. They don’t speak much as Tang Yi pulls a clean shirt over his head, and then directs him back to bed.

He lets Shao Fei curl right against him, and his hold is much tighter than usual, but Tang Yi doesn’t mind.

They’ll talk about Shao Fei’s nightmare tomorrow morning, when the terror of the night no longer haunts him. 

For now, he guards Shao Fei’s sleep and smiles a little when Shao Fei’s breaths even out against his neck.

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Hispanic= Spanish speaking

Latino= From latinamerica

A peruvian is latino and hispanic, a Colombian is latino and hispanic.

Someone from Brazil is latino but not hispanic

Someone from spain is hispanic but not latino

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