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Night time troubles | 🌸✨ |

After multiple sleepless nights in the hospital, Y/N's loved one passes, calling Ghostbur for comfort

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Comfort story

Requested: SleepyHollow (Quotev)

point of view: 3rd POV

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      It had been 3 am, Ghostbur had been doing late night reading when getting a call from his friend, Y/N. Confused why they'd be calling, he picked up the call, not expecting to be met with sniffles from the other line. "Y/N..? Y/N what's wrong..?" The panic that laced his voice barely hidden.

       Taking a few moments to listen while Y/N tried to explain, Ghostbur was getting up, already planning to go over and check on them, "..[family member] passed away.. Ghostbur.." He paused. He knew that [family member] was sick but didn't think they were that sick.

       "Hey.. Y/N where are you..? Are you at the hospital..?" He heard a muffled 'mmhm' from the other end, and started getting on a coat. "I'm going to come pick you up. Alright..? Just stay there." Grabbing a scarf and a blue handkerchief, he walked out of the little cozy apartment, walking down the road.

       Hearing shuffling on the other end and a quietly muffled sob reminded Ghostbur the call was still connected. "Hey.. Y/N, Y/N.. just get some water, I'll be there soon." He was walking fast, barely starting to now run, the wind rushing against the microphone heard painfully easy on Y/N's end of the call.

       "Ghostbur,, you don't have to run.." Y/N mumbled, all while the hospital was coming into sight for Ghostbur. Halting to a slow walk, he walked into the hospital and found a sad Y/N sitting in the lobby, walking over to them, he plopped down on the seat next to them, just silently pulling them into a hug.

       Ghostbur softly rubbed Y/N's back, comforting them, though, all the while knowing that it would take plenty of time to heal. "Why don't we go back to your apartment... You need rest, Y/N.. gosh.." Ghostbur made them look up at him, wincing slightly from the heavy dark circles under their eyes. "You look like you were punched in both eyes.."

       Ghostbur helped Y/N up, taking off his scarf and wrapping it around them. "It's chilly out, this morning." Ghostbur gave them a small smile, trying to urge them to do the same, getting back a weak smile. "You need some rest. Let's get you home." Leading Y/N out, and walking them home.

       Y/N was falling asleep while they walked, so eventually, Ghostbur opt to carrying his friend to their house. Taking them inside trying to get their shoes and coat off, Ghostbur, eventually, just got one shoe off and decided to just lay them on their bed. Sitting on the couch, he sat there until late morning, about 11AM, when Y/N started to stir from the bedroom.

       Standing up, Ghostbur started making breakfast for Y/N, making a silent vow to take care of them for the next little bit, to make sure they were okay, and comfort them while they grieved.