Atlas Toren -29-

Atlas POV

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I slept in my own room that night. It reminded me of Mag’s office. It made the warm feeling come back every time I looked at it.

But I couldn’t sleep. Every time I tried; I’d wake up only ten minutes later. I rubbed my eyes a little, groaning. 

“You know what would be great right now? Sleep.” I deadpanned, ignoring the fact I was now talking to myself. Checking the clock on the wall, it read around 1:15 am. I sighed heavily.

 Just as my nightmares had begun to go away. I couldn’t sleep.

Propping myself up against the headboard, I yawned a little. 

“How come, I can yawn, and be tired, but not sleep?” I grumbled, forcing my eyes to stay open. Throwing my blanket off me, I got up on heavy feet, and wandered over to my desk.

Lighting a few candles so I could see a little better, I brought out a sketchbook. I hadn’t sketched that much since I got here. 

I used to draw quite a bit when I was living with my family. I drew everything they did to me. And more. But that sketchbook was gone now. Half the pages were soaked in blood and tears anyway.

 I didn’t want that to happen to this one, too.

I began to feel more awake as I brought out my pencils too. Pondering for a bit, I decided on what I would draw. Smiling a little at the image in my head of what I’d draw, I began.

I didn’t really pay much attention as my pencils and pens flew over the page, and I didn’t need to put all my energy and focus into the drawing. That just came from years of practice. Humming a little tune, I began to add small strokes to the hair. 

The candle light flickered over the paper, and I let a soft smile onto my face as I watched the people in my drawing come to life.

I think drawing brought me comfort. To see others having fun, being free, and watch them slowly create their own personalities in the drawing. I yawned a little as my pencil left the paper. 

And I looked down at my drawing. It was in my own drawing style, and I had added a little text to go with it. But you could tell who it was.

You could tell that it was the guys. All of us- smiling. Me, too. I was a little surprised to see that I had added myself in. It wasn’t something I had planned on. But it made the warm feeling come back. 

Resting back in my chair, I yawned a little, before pushing back the chair, and climbing back into bed. 

Maybe now I’ll sleep.

Wrong. 

Even after the wonderful feeling of my eyes finally being able to rest. I couldn’t sleep. Grumbling some more to myself, I blinked with heavy eyelids, before making up my mind. I’ll just go to Colten’s room. 

Maybe I’ll fall asleep easier. Blowing out the candles, I tidied the bed up, before dragging my feet over to the door. Already groaning at the effort I put my exhausted arm through to open the door, I closed it quietly behind me.

 I didn’t bother trying to be quiet as I walked down the dark hall, and I stopped just outside Colten’s room.

Pushing open the door, I blinked sleepily, and went through.

The others were all spread over the couches and beds, and they all seemed to be asleep. 

“Come on. Not even one person that’s awake.” I mumbled, irritated.

“There’s me.” A low voice mumbled, and I looked over to the far corner. Mags was lying there, his head propped up by a pillow. I tiled my head to the side in confusion. 

“Why are you up?” I asked him, slowly moving over to where he was. 

“Mhm. I sometimes find it hard to sleep. You?”

I mumbled a small agreement, before slipping under the covers beside him.

 “Why are you so bold tonight? Or- this morning I guess. You’d never you usually come into the same bed,”

I shrugged a little. “I think-” yawning half way through, I continued, “that I’m just too tired to process what’s going on.”

Magnus hummed a little. “Why don’t we both try to sleep now then?”

“Alright.” I murmured sleepily, already beginning to close my eyes. Mags chuckled a little, before snuggling into my back. The warmth flew across my body like a fast wind, and I let out a small hum of appreciation. 

I heard Magnus yawn a little as I closed my eyes, the welcoming feeling of sleep wash over me. Magnus buried his face into the crook of my neck, and I felt his warm breath slow as he fell asleep.

I yawned once more, before letting dreams overtake me.

As I awoke, my front was warm too. Blinking a little, I glanced down to see Milo’s face buried into my chest. A quite chuckle reverberated across my back, and I turned my head a little to see Magnus looking at me with an amused expression.

“Looks like you’ve got a little friend there, kitten.” He chuckled, and I glared a little, before my attention as brought back to Milo as he snuggled further into me. I stared at him, a little confused. 

“Mags… what am I supposed to do now?” I asked quietly, and he must have noticed my hesitation, because he didn’t laugh this time. 

“Right- you didn’t have anything like this, did you…” He trailed.

I shook my head a little. He gave me a warm smile. “That’s okay. Just wrap your arms around him, and pull him in close.”

I gave a small nod, before doing as he said. Milo’s hot breath then began to hit my collarbone, and I leant my head down a little to cover him. Milo pushed himself further into me, and I supposed he liked the closeness. 

“Am I… am I going good?” I asked hesitantly.

“Yeah.” Magnus breathed. “You’re doing perfectly.” His voice was soft and happy as I closed my eyes again. I hummed a little, before pulling Milo in tight, and steadying my breathing.

 “Go back to sleep now. It’s only 4:00,” Magnus murmured, and I nodded

“Good night, Mags. Or good morning. Whichever.”

“Aww. Aren’t they so cute!”

“Riftyn! Shut up!”

“You shut up!”

“Both of you. Stop.”

There was silence after that.

I groaned a little, bringing my hands up to my eyes, and rubbing the sleep away. 

“Aww.” Riftyn’s voice squealed. “Isn’t he so adorable?”

I felt the warm body in my arms move a little, before jolting a little. Which then made me tense up.

“Ah! Sorry Atlas! I- I didn’t know what I was doing!” The warmth was now gone. I blinked sleepily, and saw Milo now on the other side of the bed. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” I grumbled, and he slowly crept back towards me. Pulling him back into my arms, I rested my head back, relaxing, before I heard a camera. 

“What the fuck Riftyn.”

“Please? They’re so cute!”

Arlo’s voice, which had been telling Niko and Riftyn off all morning, shut them both up again. 

“I thought I told you both to shut up.”

“Sorry. I- I didn’t think you would want me to sleep that- that close to you.” Milo’s soft voice blocked the others’ voices out, and I glanced down at him. 

“No. You’re okay Lo,- is Lo okay?” I murmured sleepily.

“L- Lo? Of course!” Milo’s voice came out all high pitched, and I opened my eyes a little to see his face all flushed. I chuckled a little. “Cute.”

“Wait- Mags you’re right he is kinda bold- maybe we should keep him tired all the time~”

“Riftyn?”

“Yeah?”

“Shut up.”

I yawned a little at that, before deciding Lo and I should get up. Nudging him a little, I propped myself up against the headboard, Milo still resting on my chest. He looked up at me with wide eyes. 

“A- are you sure this is okay?”

I nodded a little, an amused expression on my face. I looked around, finally understanding my surroundings. Riftyn and Niko were both kneeling on the bed, furiously typing on their phones- I assumed sending each other the picture they took this morning. 

Arlo was standing at the end of the bed, arms crossed, and Magnus was reading a book beside me. The others must have gone downstairs. 

“Alright.” Mags announced. “Since the rest of us are up, let’s go downstairs.”

I heard Milo sigh a little, before yawning myself. “Come on Lo, let’s go downstairs.” I whispered, and he nodded against my chest. 

Picking myself up off the bed, Milo climbed onto my back, and we followed the others down into the kitchen.

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Wait but this chapter’s kinda cute-

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