Ian Somerhalder + Damon Salvatore {Imagines}

#Imagine 59 - Ian Somerhalder

(Y/C/n) - Your Child's name 

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{Nightmare}

(Y/n) felt as Ian moved and sat up next to her in bed. "What is it?" She asked, her eyes remaining closed so that she was able to go back to sleep immediately and not lose out on any. "Did you hear that?" There was panic in his voice as (Y/N) sat up. There was a bang echoing through the house. "There it is again." He said, switching the light on and looking at (Y/n). 

"Yeah,  I heard it too." She replied, sitting up. Ian's face went pale as he thought of your child in the next room. "(Y/C/n)." He said, jumping out of bed. He was wearing tracksuit bottoms, his chest was exposed. (Y/n) got out of bed too and followed Ian as he ran into (Y/C/n)'s room. 

"The bed's empty." (Y/n) gasped as he pulled her into his arms. "Ian, the bed's empty." The two of them looked around the room and saw that the bedside lamp was one the floor and broken. Ian was about to speak, about to really panic before the two of them heard someone in the closet crying.

Ian moved his hands towards the closet, opening it slowly. "(Y/C/n)?" He asked as the door opened to see their child laying on the floor in their closet. "Hey," Ian said, letting out a sigh of relief. "What's the matter?" Both Ian and (Y/n) lowered themselves to the floor so that they could make eye contact with (Y/C/n). They watched as (Y/C/n) rubbed their eyes which were already red. "I had a nightmare."

(Y/n) stroked (Y/C/n)'s head as she and Ian sat either side of (Y/C/n). "There was a monster." They continued, telling Ian and (Y/n) everything that happened in the nightmare. 

"You know that we wouldn't let that happen to you." (Y/n) said, still stroking (Y/C/n)'s hair. 

"Do you want me to check under your bed for monsters?" Ian offered, kissing (Y/C/n)'s head as they nodded. (Y/n) watched as Ian got up and walked over to (Y/C/n)'s bed and looked underneath. He did this for a few moments before he smiled at (Y/C/n). "No monsters in here." He said, picking up the night light that was on the floor. "Are you sure?" (Y/C/n) asked, worriedly.

"Absolutely," Ian said, as he switched the night light back on before he picked up (Y/C/n) and carried them over to their bed. (Y/n) followed the two of them and kissed (Y/C/n)'s head. "Goodnight."

"Night." (Y/C/n) before immediately falling into a deep sleep.