Asche nodded slowly. He nestled in to Axel’s arms, sniffling loudly. “A-are you-are you mad?” He asked quietly.
“Why would I be mad little one? You were having a bad dream, that is all. Nothing bad.” He told the younger male with a small smile, he could never be mad at that sweet face of his. “Just try to calm down and I will let go of your arms, okay?”
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