Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

♡︎nightmare

I tossed and turned in bed as Dally comfortably slept. For some reason tonight, even in his presence, I couldn't fall asleep. It's like something was keeping me awake.

I looked at the clock again and it read "2:04" and I groaned. Time wasn't going by at all and I hated it.

I sat up and stared at the wall in our new apartment. It was dirty, water damaged from a wave of rain storms we got and leaked through the old ceilings. It was all we could afford, but I loved it despite the dirtiness.

I noticed Dally frequently tossing his head around and I just sighed and ran my fingers through his hair knowing what was happening.

"Y/n!" He shouted out quite loudly and panicked soon after and it startled me.

I still didn't wake him up, hoping it would pass but I noticed the sweat building up and the unsteady breathing. He started hyper ventilating when he shouted "Help!" And I started to get worried.

I started shaking him but he didn't wake up- he usually did. He was a light sleeper and usually woke up when I pushed him.

I continued to try to push him awake but he didn't budge. I climbed onto his lap and pulled his head up to my shoulder as I rested mine in the crook of his. I felt him shift so he was not slouching horribly and wrap his arms around me and I let out a tear honestly scared he wasn't gonna wake up.

I could feel him let out some tears from the dream and I squeezed him and he gripped on tighter to me.

"You wanna talk about it?" I whispered.

"Not really." He responded as we held each other.

"I didn't think you were gonna wake up," I said and I pulled away from him. He had a worried expression on his face as his tears glistened on his face from the moonlight hitting.

"Why?" He said, pushing hair behind my ear.

"I tried shaking you awake but you wouldn't budge, I got scared." I said and he put a hand on the back of my head.

"I thought I lost you too." He said and looked at the white sheets covering his lower half.

"What do you mean?" I asked and lifted his head to make eye contact with me.

"My dream- it was vivid, we were in a car crash man, and I- I thought I lost you." He said and started to cry again. I pulled him into another hug.

"I'm still here, honey. I'm not leaving." I said as he cried into my chest. I felt good comforting him, knowing I could give back what he always gave me.

"Did I ever tell you that I love you?" He said as he pulled away and looked at me.

"I don't think you have," I said with shock.

"Well I do." He said and pulled me into a kiss. It wasn't rough this time, it was full of love and passion. It felt nice, rewarding.

"Can I tell you something?" I said when he pulled away.

"Of course," He responded as our fingers intertwined.

"I think I love you too." I said and he smiled and blushed.