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I woke up with cold sweat going down my forehead; my ears were ringing and I felt like I was about to throw up.
I gagged and made my way to the bathroom, when my shirt got stuck on the door knob. I pulled it in frustration, and threw up in the toilet. Tears were streaming down my face, as I kept getting flashbacks to the terrible nightmares that I had very night.
The nightmares were unusual, disturbing and repetitive. I can't sleep in this room anymore; this house is not normal and its so fucking creepy.
I went over to the sink and splashed some cold water on my face and avoided looking in the mirror; knowing there was probably some scary shit behind me.
I quickly made my way out of the room, and walked down the creepy hallway; hearing the floor creek beneath me. I got to Miles' room and heard music from outside his door. He never slept during this time.
I opened the door, and saw Miles sitting on his mattress with the guitar in his hand, playing a tune.
"Miles" I whispered.
He immediately turned around and his eyes widened when he caught sight of me.
"y/n what is it?" He asked, eyeing me up and down.
"I-I cant sleep in my room, I was wondering if I could stay with you" I replied, looking down.
"bad dreams huh?" He said, and closed the door behind me.
"yeah pretty much" I said, and lay down on his mattress bed.
Miles laid down beside me, and awkwardly put his arm over me. I snuggled into him and smelt his cologne. He rubbed my back and I felt my body relax.
I heard his slow breathing and felt his hands twirling my hair. I felt myself blush from his touch.
We stayed in that position for a while, until I switched to my right side, facing Miles.
I admired his face and his dark curly hair. I touched his hair and smiled.
"what?" Miles whispered.
"you're pretty" I mumbled, looking into his eyes.
A huge grin formed on his face and he placed a light kiss on my forehead,
"you're prettier" he whispered into my ear.
I smiled and hugged him close, putting my head on his chest.
For once, I actually felt safe in his arms, and safe from everything that was haunting me.
"sleep well y/n" he said.
"I will" I replied, falling into a deep sleep.
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Fanfiction~"this love just ain't disposable" imagines for finn wolfhard and his characters! ♡︎ x fem reader ♕