[Not enough to ease his concern entirely, but at least it would seem that Dream won't be as stressed as he is about it. It may be a good thing to keep it that way. Spending the time he has left, however long that may be, fretting over it wouldn't be a good usage of that time.
But..
He can argue that doing this isn't helping anything either. Getting closer to someone quite literally fading away. It's asking for trouble, but Ciro is the kind of reckless where he does what he feels is right regardless of the emotional damage it may do to himself. Life is too short to not indulge in the things that really make one happy.
His hands aren't overly enthusiastic about letting go of Dream, and so he doesn't. As if keeping him trapped right there against him would prevent his fluttering out of existence. Ciro rubs his hand up and down slowly along Dream's side as he closes his eyes for a bit. He finds that he doesn't want to sleep, anymore, but might keep trying in silence. If he can manage to keep quiet.
A few fingers disappear beneath Dream's shirt, brushing accidentally against his skin and Ciro finds he enjoys how it feels enough that his whole hand follows suit, just resting against Dream's waist.]
Are you still interested in letting me sing you to sleep?
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[Not enough to ease his concern entirely, but at least it would seem that Dream won't be as stressed as he is about it. It may be a good thing to keep it that way. Spending the time he has left, however long that may be, fretting over it wouldn't be a good usage of that time.
But..
He can argue that doing this isn't helping anything either. Getting closer to someone quite literally fading away. It's asking for trouble, but Ciro is the kind of reckless where he does what he feels is right regardless of the emotional damage it may do to himself. Life is too short to not indulge in the things that really make one happy.
His hands aren't overly enthusiastic about letting go of Dream, and so he doesn't. As if keeping him trapped right there against him would prevent his fluttering out of existence. Ciro rubs his hand up and down slowly along Dream's side as he closes his eyes for a bit. He finds that he doesn't want to sleep, anymore, but might keep trying in silence. If he can manage to keep quiet.
A few fingers disappear beneath Dream's shirt, brushing accidentally against his skin and Ciro finds he enjoys how it feels enough that his whole hand follows suit, just resting against Dream's waist.]
Are you still interested in letting me sing you to sleep?