"This isn't a joke! There's something living in my walls!" otayuri dark/horror-ish au?
Otabek looks at Yuri again and let’s the amused smirk slide from his face.
They’re in Yuri’s dark living room, a little after midnight, because Yuri had called him begging him to come over.
At first he’d thought it was a ploy. Some kind of lead up to one of their usual pranks (though a bit inconvenient in the middle of the night), or Yuri just making an excuse to have Otabek stay over. Their relationship is fairly new, so either one is a fair assumption.
Yuri looks scared.
His blonde hair is mussed like he rose out of bed quickly, and there’s an uneasiness in his green eyes that Otabek has never seen before.
Still, Otabek has to be rational.
“Do you think it could be a mouse or something?” Otabek asks, trying to bring some sense to this situation.
“N-no.” Yuri shakes his head weakly. “The noises….they’re louder than that. They sound….bigger.”
Otabek let’s Yuri’s response fall on silence, taking it into consideration and listening carefully for any sounds around them. He hears….nothing.
“Well,” he tries to think of another explanation to quell Yuri’s obvious anxiety, but nothing comes to mind, and without hearing the sounds himself he can’t give a real thought. “I guess I can stay here, and if I hear it we can investigate together okay?”
Otabek shrugs out of his jacket and lays it over the back of the couch.
Yuri still looks a bit wary but he nods. “Yeah. Yeah, that’s a good idea. Maybe I’ll sleep better at least.”
“Have you not been sleeping?” Otabek asks lightly, placing a soothing hand on Yuri’s shoulder and guiding him toward the bedroom. “I hate to suggest it but…
He trails off and Yuri looks at him tensely as he opens the bedroom door. “Just say it, Beka.”
“Let’s get settled in first.” Otabek bites his lip and follows Yuri into the room. “Okay?”
It takes a few minutes, and a small argument over who gets which side of the bed, but they finally settle down.
“Well,” Otabek begins again, pulling Yuri snug against his chest and kissing the back of his head, “all I was going to say is, if you haven’t been sleeping your fear might be stress related.”
Yuri is quiet for a moment. “You mean psychological?” His voice sounds small and pinched. “Like I’m hallucinating.”
“Not necessarily,” Otabek counters quickly, “I just know that when I don’t sleep for a few nights in a row sometimes I….think I hear or see stuff. It’s just a sleep depravation thing.”
He feels Yuri relax in his arms. “You really think that could be all it is?”
“Yeah. And when you get a bit of rest it’ll go away.” Otabek assures him.
At this point he’s feeling pretty confident that there’s nothing living in Yuri’s walls, and allows them both to drift off.
When he wakes up three hours later to a sound like distant scratching, then the distinct crack of drywall being chipped away…….
He’s no longer as certain.