☕︎︎𝙳𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢☕︎︎. 𝙵.𝙷.

𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎

This one is kinda angsty but with a positive ending.
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The overwhelming smell of concrete and smoke was the first thing you notice, pulling you out of your sleep.
A cold gush of wind blows through your hair and you open your eyes, realizing what is to come.

From afar, you can hear the creeking of buildings and the wind whistling, blowing dust and dirt over the graveyard of once a city.

You're breathing heavy as you look down at your hands.
They're bruised and covered with dirt.

You already know where you are, again.
swallowing the suffocating lump in your throat you look up at the scenery in front of you.
kneeling in the middle of an ocean of the scrap of collapsed buildings. Some are still standing, some are completely destroyed.

Nothing left, just the remains of a battlefield that was the city, that was once your home.
You can feel a burning sensation in your stomach, as panic slowly but surely rises
in you.

"Where are they?!" histerically moving your head around, digging and burrowing through scrap and pieces of metal, you desperately try to find your friends.

But you can't find them. You get off of your sore knees, blue and purple, and drag yourself upon a hillock, trying to get a better view of the disaster.

Calling out names, hoping for a reply.
But the only thing replying to you is your echo hollowing through the streets.
Tears falling out of your eyes you fall on your knees again, giving up hope.
As you glance down.

Getting back on your feet, you look down at the floor.

You bring up your shaking hand to your mouth after catching a sight of the hand laying on the ground beneath you.
"This can't be real- this-"
You knew whose hand it was.

Suddenly, everything starts to get blurry.
You stumble backwards at the sudden feeling of unwellnes. You step on a rock. Making you slip and fall backwards and..

You jolt out of your sleep, sitting up in your bed
Frantically grabbing the sheets, making sure they were real.

It was just a dream.

You wipe some of the tears off of your cheek, still shaking but finally able to breathe out.

Not a dream, A nightmare.

Your eyes wander around the room, to the big wooden clock hanging from the wall.
4:21am

A night terror.

You're safe again, the only thing still remaining is a pounding headache.

After a few minutes, you decide to get up. You knew the thought of the apocalypse would keep you up anyways.
So you stand up and grab a soft jacket from the edge of your bed before closing the door behind you.

You make your way shakily walking down the hallway
Past the first door.

Past the second.

The floor creeks once you make your way across the third door, but you just keep walking, hoping that no one heard you.

You reach the fourth one and take a breath, before slowly opening the door to Five's bedroom.

You expected to find him sleeping, but to your surprise he was actually sitting on his desk, writing equations again.

You contemplate on going back for a second, bu it's too late.
"Hello" you manage to get out.

"Hey",he says without taking his eyes off of the piece of paper.

"You're awake?" you state, awkwardly leaning in the door frame

"I heard you coming, I wasn't asleep anyways."
He puts down his pen, facing you.

"Oh"

"It's fine"
He stands up from his chair, walking towards you as he suddenly sees your still red, teary eyes.
"Oh my god, What happened?"

"I just had a ni--"
You tried to talk but your throat immediately tightens at the thought of the apocalypse.

"You had a night terror didn't you?"
He said, furrowing his brows
You just look at the floor
He sighs. "Come on, sit down"
He signals you to the other side of the room.

You were confused but still followed him to a dark blue couch, on which you sat down.
He walked to a dresser and pulled out a blue and grey plaid blanket which he handed to you.
After that, the got the chair from his desk and put it down in front of the couch.

He sat down across from you.

"I'm so sorry.. Do you wanna talk about it?"
He asked looking worried but giving you a slight smile.

You just nod, your eyes filling up with tears again.

"How did you know what happened?"
You ask, looking up at him.

"I know that kind of shivering. That typical look you have on your face when you've just been face to face with your biggest fear. I've seen it in the mirror too many times."

Your eyes widen
"You where there, weren't you?" he asked

You just nod harder, your tears making their way down your cheeks.
"You have these nightmares too"

"Is this the reason you never sleep?" you ask.
"Kind of." He replied

"I found you, Five" you try to whisper. But your tears cut you off, his worried face blurring with your tears.

"Ah shit" he chuckled ironically.
"This is going to be a long night. So, where do you wanna start?"

"Can you make coffee?" You sniffled.
"It's 4am Honey"
"I know. I do not want to sleep any time soon."

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I might edit it later bc it's a bit basic and yeah I kinda ran out of ideas at the end. I might make a pt.2 if I get some.
Ly <3