[ Fully awake might have been a generous description of Yuri right then. He was curled underneath one of his favourite blankets, it draped over his shoulders as he burrito'd into it, leaning against the arm of the couch with his head resting on it, gazing vacantly at the television's glow with the sound so low it couldn't even really be heard. Just moving colours and pictures that didn't mean really mean anything to Yuri. It just... sometimes, it helped him fall back asleep. Gave him something to focus on, other than the noise in his own head. Potya was curled up behind the bend of his knees, where Yuri had folded them close to his own body, making him look even smaller than usual.
He'd heard the other screaming on more than one occasion, and although it had startled him tonight at first- at least he knew what it was. (Cisco had better not go and get axe murdered any time soon, Yuri thought one night absently. He wouldn't really know whether or not he ought to check on him.)
Lifting his head a little, Yuri turned slightly to look at the other, dark bags beneath his own lidded eyes, his hair just as rumpled as he huffed out a breath, and brought his hand out of his blanket to scratch his head, before tucking it away once more and dropping his head back down on the arm of the couch. ]
Apparently. We'll have to make membership cards. [ The comment was made lowly, as though Yuri didn't quite want to break the silence in the half-lit room. Closing his eyes for a moment, Yuri sighed, before tucking his head into one of his blanket covered arms to rub an itch on his nose. ]
Not that I care- [ Yuri's eyes clipped back to Cisco, his lips pursing. ] But... are you all right?
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He'd heard the other screaming on more than one occasion, and although it had startled him tonight at first- at least he knew what it was. (Cisco had better not go and get axe murdered any time soon, Yuri thought one night absently. He wouldn't really know whether or not he ought to check on him.)
Lifting his head a little, Yuri turned slightly to look at the other, dark bags beneath his own lidded eyes, his hair just as rumpled as he huffed out a breath, and brought his hand out of his blanket to scratch his head, before tucking it away once more and dropping his head back down on the arm of the couch. ]
Apparently. We'll have to make membership cards. [ The comment was made lowly, as though Yuri didn't quite want to break the silence in the half-lit room. Closing his eyes for a moment, Yuri sighed, before tucking his head into one of his blanket covered arms to rub an itch on his nose. ]
Not that I care- [ Yuri's eyes clipped back to Cisco, his lips pursing. ] But... are you all right?