Never Leaving Your Side -|| Lloyd X Reader||-

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!Blood/Gore Warning!

It had been a month since the whole ghost tragedy and Lloyd has mostly recovered from it. Aside from adding to his trauma and all, he's been doing pretty good. Well, he has been having violent nightmares almost every night. He won't even tell us what they're about even though it's obvious they're about Morro and the whole possessed thing.  Lloyds been refusing to go to sleep because of them and will only go to bed if his body forces him to.

I've chosen to stay up with him. To you know, comfort him if needed. I looked at my phone as I laid against Lloyds chest. Lloyd had his head next to mine and also staring at my phone as we watched random videos. His arms were wrapped around my waist loosely. 

" I love you," I whisper as to not wake up the others. I smile and kiss Lloyds cheek. Lloyd smiled, " I love you more." I reached my hand up and ruffle Lloyds already messy hair. Lloyd smiled and pulled me closer to him. " It's getting really late Lloyd," I mention, glancing at my phone clock. 2:43 AM. " We should go to bed."

" But, I don't want to," Lloyd muttered softly. " I know baby, but you need to sleep. It's good for your body. Also can't have you falling asleep on the job." I snicker and took out the earbud I had in. Lloyd sighed, " Fine." " Thank you." Lloyd took out his earbud and I put them and my phone away. I cuddle into Lloyds chest as he pulled the blanket up more to cover us. I kiss Lloyds nose before closing my eyes. " Night Greenie," " Night baby,"

Alone. That's what he was. He was alone. Lloyd looked around the darkened hallway. It was thin and long. The air was suffocating and he was terrified of what lurked in the darkness. In the distance, there was a sound of someone trying to breathe but it sounded as if their throat was blocked. 

Lloyd forced himself to go closer to the sound when though he was scared, a hero instinct. Lloyd noticed white roses littered the floor. Blood had stained the petals and ground. Guts and cut-up bodies were the source of the blood. The smell of fresh and rotten flesh encased the boy's nose. It was horrible. 

Lloyds breathing got faster as he started to run. His shoes splash the blood around him and caused him to slip. Lloyd fell into the blood, getting covered. Lloyd sat up onto his knees, staring wide-eyed at the floor and his hands. 

Was this all his fault? Were these people dead because of him? Was he the problem? The tip of a sword was lowered into Lloyds view. The boy looked up to see a familiar face looking at him. It was Morro, the same ghost who had haunted him in real life and in his dreams.

 Morro had no expression and continued to hold out the sword. Lloyd went to reach for it but when his hand touched the blade, Morro quickly moved it to slice Lloyds hand. Lloyd gasped and moved back. He looked at his bleeding hand. His blood dripping down his hand and onto the ground.

Lloyd scrambled up and started to run away from the spirit. Morro watched him run but didn't follow him. The pain in Lloyd's bleeding hand was getting worse and worse the longer he ran. Lloyd looked behind him to see if Morro was close behind him. When he didn't he looked back in front of him but stopped in place.

Lloyd looked in front of him to see his lover. (Y/n) turned around to look at Lloyd but her eyes were hollow. Purple stained the area around her empty eyes, her arms were stained black. Her ripped gi barely covered her body and wounds. Lloyd took a step closer to her. He tried to speak but nothing came out. " Why did you let him take me?" (Y/n)'s broken crackly voice rang out.

Lloyd held out his arms and went closer and she took a step forward. The darkness in her arms spread up to her neck and down her chest. (Y/n) tried to go closer to him but Morro appeared behind her. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her away from him. Lloyds voice finally ripped out of his throat as he shouted her name. 

The cut on Lloyds hand widened and ripped Lloyds skin so it could grow. The cut tore down Lloyds arms causing more blood to flow out. The choking breathing sound Lloyd heard before got louder. The breathing sounded more electronic though and glitchy. Lloyd fell down and laid on the ground, his vision darkened as the breathing got louder. Screams erupted from down the hallway Morro took (Y/n). Lloyd couldn't get up and save her. He was useless. He was-

" Lloyd!" 

Lloyd gasped and woke up sitting up quickly after I whisper shouted his name. The room was still dark and he looked at my worried face. Lloyd's hand instantly went to my face, holding it gently but panicky. " You're, you're still here. He didn't take you." Lloyd muttered, his breathing still quiet and shaky. 

I put my hand on Lloyds cheek, " Another nightmare huh?" Lloyd gulped and nodded. " Do you want to tell me?" I ask as Lloyd laid back down. " No, please don't make me." I frown and lay next to Lloyd. "You're gonna have to one day, Lloyd. I'm getting really worried, we all are." I run my hand through Lloyds messy blonde hair. 

The boy sighed, " I know. I just, not today ok." I hum, " Alright Lloyd." I kiss his cheek. " Stay and get some more sleep ok." " What if I get another nightmare?" " It never happens twice has it?" Lloyd shook his head. " I guess not. I'm sorry (Y/n)." Lloyd muttered. " For what?" I ask confused. " I couldn't... Nevermind. Night baby." I kiss Lloyds cheek once more. " Good night baby boy."