C A Merc and the Target. ((Luxio018 and Lovebite))

[Lovebite]

It was a fitful sleep, he slept and dreamt of nightmares and all sorts of terrors, though he was used to it. When he woke up, the baby was there against his chest, sleeping with his stiff nipple in his mouth and he grimaced at the drool. Though found it only slightly endearing as he wiped the white substance from his mouth, he was silent as he stared at the boy, stroking his hair now. In the sunlight, despite it being dim, he could see his features a bit more clearly and realized how his entire body hurt. Wondering if it was worth it to him, to not just drink his sorrows away in a sort of forced abortion, his lips pressed together as he watched the baby.