Sleeping Headcanon

michikodohl:

Aymeric

He sleeps on his back, he’s a light sleeper. The slightest of moment would cause him to go high alert, even more now with the position he is in. He would work himself to the point of falling asleep in bed, but Lucia has been ensuring that he stops after catching him for the fifth time. He’s not a solid sleeper, the nightmare of his time in the Vault still haunts him and they pick at his mind when he tries to rest. Your presence near him does sooth them away, assuring him that things will turn out well. Often you wake up with him reaching to you.

The nightmares had turned for the worst. It shows him images of his supporters, his friends, even you being captured by the Heavenswards. Every single time he force back a cry of your name as he bolts up from the bed, sweat gathering as he heaves deep long breaths to calm down. The image of your eyes losing their light burn into the back of his mind. His eyes dart around the room, the sound of his own heart bumping in his ears. Aymeric squeeze his eyes shut and lay back down onto the pillows. He turns to his side to watch your silhouette, the slow rise and fall of your chest. He reaches out to you, wrapping his arm around your waist and sliding you from your side right next to him. He brings up your hand to press light kisses along your fingers, before pressing a last one on your shoulder. He thanks Halone in his mind for allowing his nightmares to be a simply what it is, a dream.

Thancred

He sleeps on his stomach, hands tucked under the pillow. His face is turned to the side luckily so you don’t have to worry about him accidentally suffocating himself. There’s a relaxed, happy look on his face that makes you sometimes forget that he has his hands wrapped around his knives. Thancred keeps to himself, even with you in bed with him, there’s a respectable distance between the both of you with his back facing you.

It’s established that he often forgets to take care of himself, he starts to take up more tasks when he feels guilty about something. Which means less sleep and more running around until he finally lets it out. He’s been distant since you found him in the forest. You and the others have joked about his lack of dress to try and brighten things up. His responses are only gives a laugh that even a deaf man can tell is fake. You can tell he has been stressed. He repeats his behavior before he fell into the grasp of the Ascians. Distancing himself and venturing off on his own. You and the rest of the Scions had to corner him and lock him into a room for several days to make sure that he gets proper rest. Sometimes it would be with you or Y’shtola in room with him to make sure that he stays in bed. With Alphinaud and Tataru outside bringing food and water to keep him well-fed.

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