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Nasir was fiddling more than he usually did. He had, in all honesty, reached Wil's level of fiddling with things. He was constantly pulling at the clips in his hair and readjusting them and when that was caught onto he was shifting about the house and cleaning.

Cleaning.

The young cook had not been, despite Wil's attempts, sleeping properly since the beginning of October. It was why he was antsy and jittery as November rolled closer.

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Wil was of course the worst offender of messing up the house, the way he left a trail of things behind him wherever he walked whether it be pieces of clothing or accidental ash, or dropped spare change. Thankfully his boyfriend took care of him.. except he'd been seeming tired as of late, restless and that wouldn't do for the lazy blonde.

Nasir's fiddling was met with shameful tongue clicking and Wil's hands interrupting him.

"You okay?"

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Nasir flushed as Wil's hands caught him and he ducked his head down a moment before he sighed. "No? Maybe?" His hands turned over in Wil's and curled around them before he brought them up to press against his face.

"I've been having weird dreams," he admitted quietly, "and I've been feeling ..." Jittery. Which was not usual for him and even saying weird dreams was odd because Nasir's dreams were-

Well, he had no problem whispering some of them into Wil's ear.

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WIl brushed his thumbs over Nasir's cheeks and leaned forward with outstretched smoochy lips to kive him a couple like kisses.

"I know," The blonde frowned and looked genuinely worried. For all Nasir worked and kept himself moving, stuff like relaxing never was a problem for him. Except lately it had and Wil had noticed. For all he was a waste, he noticed things. "Thought of going to the doctor? Just to- like I dunno- maybe theres something going on?"

Maybe they could prescribe something.

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Nasir leaned forward into the kisses with a soft sigh. That helped, oddly enough, when he was not focused on his own head and focused outside of it. "I did," he admitted, "this afternoon ..."

He wrapped an arm around Wil and leaned into him. "Said was likely to be stress." With everything that was going on outside of the house apparently people had been having more stress-induced headaches and ailments. "I got a prescription for the headaches but I don't know if it'll help."

Never mind that he was not, actually, big on taking things unless absolutely necessary.

Especially when he was beginning to think that maybe- Well, his dreams had been very particular.

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Wil wrapped around his boyfriend with a frown. He didn't like to see Nasir suffering of anything, even if it was something lame like a cold.

"Anything you need from me, you tell me okay? Or anything you want to talk about. Are your dreams bad?"

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Nasir pulled Wil towards the couch and pushed him onto it to lay across him. "The dreams aren't bad they're just-" His glasses were pulled off and set on the coffee table and he rubbed at his eyes.

"I think-" He looked at his boyfriend between the cracks of his fingers. "I think it's the other place I'm dreaming about, Wil." As in that place they had been warned about staying away from.

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Wil sunk onto the sofa, and Nasir, with all the grace and elasticity of a rubber band. His arms folded under his chin and he watched the other while laying on his chest.

"The other.. side? Like where the ball was?" His voice dropped like it was a secret.