He took a breath, your arm moving up when he inhaled. It was still clenched, but not at all shaking you smoothed your hand over his. Wrapping an arm over him and up against his arm, you found his hand. You neither asked why nor said anything more. He obviously knew that you were behind him, feeling your body warmth mingle with his. Something was bothering him, but you were not sure if it was in an angry sort of way or sad. You saw that his eyelids were squeezed shut and he had a fistful of the bedsheets in his hands. Moving yourself closer to him, you propped yourself up on your elbow, and in doing so, looked over his shoulder at him. “I thought I heard the phone ring,” he said in a low voice. “What’s wrong?” You asked, assuming that he had a bad dream. He did not settle comfortably back down onto the mattress, he just laid there.Īfter a pause, you put a hand to his shoulder gently. You peered over at his resting form to see him move to get out of bed, but stop. Simon woke up with a kick of his legs, making you jolt. It was still far too dark outside to be anywhere near morning. You woke up and squinted at the time on the clock beside the bed. However, the Reader does not know that Simon was Gazerbeam Summary: This takes place after the Supers were announced illegal.
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