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Nightlight (GT Fluff)

Shot in the Dark. In which Jon and Sylv are sleepy, as always 😴

(( Doing these September prompts when I have the inspiration! ))

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Characters belong to me and the lovely @marydublin5 💕

“When you glow,” Jon whispered, “do you have to think about it, or does it just happen?”

Sylvia was on his pillow as they lay together in bed, gazing at each other. He was only able to see her because of the soft, cerulean light emitting from her skin.

“It’s a spell.” She held her hand in front of her face. Every movement of hers made the air shiver with light. “It’s one of the first we learn, since it’s simple and doesn’t take much energy.”

The sheets rustled as Jon reached for the pillow. Her wings twitched and she tensed slightly at the shadowy approach of his hand. He paused. It must have looked like a monster coming for her through the shadows.

“Sorry,” he said, drawing back.

“No.” Sylvia stretched out her own tiny hand in offering. “It’s okay.”

He gingerly touched her arm, trying not to balk at how he could engulf so much with just a finger and thumb. Her glowing skin was so soft under his touch.

“Hazel used to be so scared of the dark.” Sylvia’s calm tone assured him she wasn’t uncomfortable. “I’d stay with her through the night, glowing until she drifted off. And when I had a nightmare, she’d do the same for me. Though she’d accidentally blind me sometimes when she was still learning to control the spell.”

Jon chuckled, reaching further to touch her wings. Even they were lit with blue.

“You were each other’s nightlights,” he said.

She nodded and yawned. With each stroke of his finger, her light dimmed. Blinking heavily, she gave him a small smile before letting her eyelids fall shut. For a few seconds, he could see her curled up under his hand, the rise and fall of her breath becoming steadier as she neared sleep.

Right before his eyes, her glow faded and left them both in darkness. He continued to caress her, the imprint of her shape still glowing in his mind’s eye.

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