Sonic woke up in a panic, eyes widening as he shot up. Chest rising and falling in a quick manner.
In his mind, he was back in the Death Egg. In that cold, empty, dark cell.
His hand shot out, resting on his chest as he tried to calm his frantic breathing. Repeating the words; You’re not there. You’re out. You’re safe. But honestly? It wasn’t helping. His breaths coming out in quiet whimpers. Heart racing.
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The sound of whimpers, while being quiet, was enough to wake Mighty up. Or at least… make him stirr. “Ughh… blue… keep it down…” He murmured, turning over onto his side and got comfortable again.
…
Wait…
Mighty shot up as he realized what those sounds were— what they meant.
“Blue? Blue*! Hey. Hey! Look at me. You’re safe. Alright? Safe. You’re not there anymore.” Mighty stated, hand reaching out to gently rest on Sonic’s back. Concern evident all over his face.
“Blue? Hey…” Mighty whispered gently, careful not to spook you. His free reaching up to gently capture your chin. Moving your chin gently to turn your attention to him. “Blue— Sonic. do you hear me?” He asked, thumb gently running over the peach fur that happened to be your muzzle. Concern never leaving Mighty’s eyes.
Mighty soon let out a sigh of relief, one he hadn’t realized he’d been holding once he saw those emerald green eyes gain focus once more and looking at him. “Ah, you scared me there.” He groaned, though it lacked any real malice. Letting go of Sonic, hand running over his face. Tiredness hitting him full force. “You okay?” He asked, removing his hand from his face to look at you.