SkepHalo Collection Book

Night Terrors [A]

| I love reusing old plots I've written before

Warnings: night terrors, paranoia, imagined character death
Type: Angst (but comfort later dw)

Enjoy..? |

Skeppy woke up to mumbling.

It was inconvenient, to say the least. He was in the middle of a much needed sleep.

Skeppy squeezed his eyes shut tight, hoping to block out the mumbling next to him and fall back asleep.

Bad would sometimes talk in his sleep. Skeppy had come to accept that, but that didn't help make it any less annoying when he was woken up in the middle of the night by Bad muttering something about their son or dogs or whatever his brain managed to conjure up.

"Skeppy.." Bad whispered, his voice cracking.

Skeppy groaned, rolling over to cuddle Bad in hopes of making him quiet. It was a tactic that worked most of the time.

He was in the middle of shifting back when a scream was ripped from Bad's throat.

Skeppy yelped and fell off the bed. He didn't have time to process the fall before he was back on the bed and shaking Bad awake.

The demon thrashed around, tears streaming down his face has he yelled out for Skeppy.

"Bad! Bad wake up!" Skeppy shook him by his shoulders.

His partner shot up, gasping in air and sobbing. Skeppy pulled him into a hug immediately.

Their bedroom door swung open, revealing a panicked Sapnap. Rocco and Lucy trotting up behind him to check out the commotion.

"Is everything ok?! I heard dad screaming."

Skeppy nodded to him, rocking Bad and rubbing his back to calm him down. "Everything's fine. Go back to bed."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Go." Skeppy used his best Dad Voice™ he could muster.

Was he lying to Sapnap? Maybe a little. He didn't want their son to worry anymore then he possibly already was.

Sapnap closed their door, taking the dogs with him as he walked down the hall and back to his room.

Skeppy sighed, turning his attention back to Bad, who was still sobbing in his arms.

"Hey hey. Calm down, breathe, ok? It's ok. I'm here. I've got you." Skeppy comforted his husband to the best of his abilities. He was still half asleep and very behind on registering the events that led up to now.

Bad sniffed, taking in a shaky breath and exhaling an identical one.

Skeppy just rocked him and shushed him as his tired brain processed information.

Bad hiccuped, fingers and claws digging into his shirt and poking into his skin.

"Can you tell me what happened? Do you wanna talk about it?" Skeppy spoke, chin still resting on top of Bad's hair as his face was still in Skeppy's chest.