I’ve been meaning to write a little oneshot for a while about Aloy having nightmares. And then yesterday it occurred to me that it would be interesting to see what Nil’s nightmares would look like as well… so that oneshot will come in a day or two.
“Suntress. Wake up.”
Aloy tears her eyes open and gasps. That’s when she realizes her face is crumpled into a grimace of grief. Nil’s hands are on her face, wiping away the tears she didn’t know she was crying.
She scrabbles desperately at his hands, squeezes his arms to reassure herself that he’s real. His skin is warm under her palms. His scent of orange-oil and sweat is proof that he’s here, he’s alive. It was just a dream. Just a dream.
“Nil,” she gasps, her chest tight with residual fear. She rolls towards him and wraps her left arm around him tightly. She buries her face in his chest, pressing her cheek to his skin to hear the slow, reassuring thudding of his heart.
“I had a nightmare,” she whispers against his skin.
Nil wraps an arm around her and rolls onto his back, taking her with him so that she’s sprawled across his naked chest. “I could tell,” he says.