"Whispers of Chaos & Comfort"
The night stretched on, dark and silent, yet something about it felt heavy—like an unseen weight pressing against the air. The moon hung lazily in the sky, its silver glow spilling through the window, casting long shadows across the lavish bedroom.
The cool hum of the air conditioner filled the space, wrapping it in an artificial chill.
But despite the cold, sweat clung to his skin.
A deep furrow creased his forehead, his breathing uneven. His chest rose and fell in rapid succession, his heart hammering against his ribs. And then—
Lucian vale.
(Jerked open eyes, Huffing in panic and sweating heavily even in AC on)
His pupils dilated as he shot up from the bed, a strangled breath leaving his lips. His hand instinctively flew to his chest, feeling the rapid thud beneath his palm. Beads of sweat trickled down his temples, his entire body covered in a thin layer of heat.
Lucian vale.
W... What the hell was that? Huff
(Huffing in panic)
His voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper, but the silence of the room swallowed it whole.
He gulped, still trying to steady his breathing, the remnants of his dream clinging to his consciousness like an unshakable shadow.
Lucian vale.
S-someone was crying...
(frown brows)
That sound—so raw, so desperate—was still ringing in his ears. His mind replayed the fragmented vision that had jolted him awake, yet the details slipped through his grasp like sand through his fingers.
A woman. A presence. Sorrow so deep it felt like it was his own.
Lucian vale.
It was just a dream. Nothing else.
(Blood boiled)
He ran a hand through his damp hair, exhaling sharply, as if trying to force out the lingering unease. But the tension in his chest refused to fade. His hands were trembling, his body still too warm despite the cool temperature of the room.
He pushed the covers aside, swinging his legs off the bed. The floor felt cold beneath his bare feet, but even that did little to cool the heat simmering within him. His mind was still restless. His pulse still erratic.
Without another thought, he strode toward the bathroom.
The door clicked shut behind him, sealing him in solitude.
He turned the shower on, the rush of water echoing against the tiles.
Droplets of icy liquid cascaded down his skin, trailing over the hard planes of his body. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back, letting the water wash over him.
Yet, even as the cold seeped into his bones, the unease in his heart refused to fade.
The cold water did little to erase the weight pressing against his chest. Even as it cascaded down his skin, trickling along the hard lines of his body, the unease within him remained—like an echo of something he couldn't grasp, something beyond his understanding.
Eventually, he turned off the shower, his fingers raking through his wet hair before reaching for a towel. He exhaled deeply, stepping out into the dim glow of his bedroom, hoping that perhaps the suffocating tightness in his chest had lessened.
But the second he took a step forward—
𝗔 𝘀𝘂𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺.
His body tensed instinctively, muscles coiling as if expecting an attack, only to realize—
White fur. Small paws. An all-too-familiar presence.
Lucian vale.
(chuckled softly after getting cute attack by his little cat)
A soft chuckle escaped his lips as his beloved cat landed effortlessly in his arms, curling against his chest like she had claimed him as her own.
Lucian vale.
"Y-you little menace,"
(murmured, his deep voice laced with amusement.)
Lifted his cat up in his arms.
And held her closer, stroking her soft fur as she purred contentedly against him.
She tilted her head, rubbing against his chin, as if she knew exactly what she was doing.
Lucian vale.
(shook his head, lips curling into a rare smile.)
"You always know how to fix my mood, don’t you?"
(mused, letting his fingers brush over her ears.)
Lucian vale.
"But don’t get too proud of yourself. If you weren’t so good at it, I would’ve given you away by now—with all the trouble you cause."
𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗹.
Lucian vale.
(Chuckled again)
Another chuckle rumbled through his chest as he carried her towards the bed, shaking his head at her antics. He sank onto the mattress, his hand lazily stroking over her fur as she sprawled against him like she had no care in the world.
Lucian vale.
(gaze softened.)
Maybe he should take a page out of her book.
He exhaled slowly, letting the tension slip from his body. Yet, somewhere in the back of his mind, the unease still lingered, refusing to fully disappear. He didn’t know why. He didn’t know what it meant.
But for now… just for now…
He held his cat a little closer.
Lucian vale.
"Everything will be fine."
(Whispers softly)
Even if he wasn’t sure whether he was saying it for her… or for himself.
The room was quiet, the weight of the night settling around him. He had just begun to drift off, his body finally relaxing, when—
A slight shift. A small movement.
He ignored it. Probably nothing.
A twitch of an ear. A shift of tiny paws.
Lucian vale.
(His brows furrowed.)
Lucian vale.
(His eyes snapped open with irritation when find so much movement and sound getting created by his cat)
Lucian vale.
"Seriously?"
(groaned, his voice thick with exhaustion.)
His cat, now practically vibrating in his arms, had no intention of letting him sleep.
Lucian vale.
"You never stop, do you?"
(sighed)
He sighed, tightening his hold around her in an attempt to calm her down.
Lucian vale.
"Listen, I actually work all day. Unlike someone who spends the entire morning stretched out like royalty and the whole afternoon knocking things over for sport."
His cat let out a small chirp, utterly unapologetic.
Lucian vale.
(Rolled his eyes.)
"And now, when I finally get a chance to sleep, this is what you choose to do?"
Lucian vale.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Lucian vale.
(He groaned, running a hand down his face.)
"Right, of course, why would you be sleepy? You already had your beauty rest—selling your soul to the sun all morning."
(Sighed dramatically.)
Lucian vale.
"But I have to wake up early, you know? And not just for work—" (paused)
His lips twitching before he muttered under his breath
Lucian vale.
—𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝗼. 𝗔𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 "
(muttered under breath)
He huffed, shifting his position.
Lucian vale.
"Who knows if she even slept or if she’s still glued to the TV?"
His mouth twisted in mock disapproval before he shook his head, exhaling.
Lucian vale.
"Alright, enough. No more trouble. We’re sleeping now."
Lucian vale.
"Be good for once. Just this once."
(Pulled his cat closer, pressing a firm, warm hug around her tiny body.)
Comments
positivity
it's mysterious but I like it 😀
2025-04-03
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positivity
update more author
2025-04-03
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A.. S
Update more author...😚
2025-04-02
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