DEAD POETS SOCIETY ( Imagines + Preferences )

G E R A R D P I T T S !

It was 2 AM at Welton Academy. Rain pattered against your window and lightning casts through the sky, creating weird shadows in your room. One lamp on, you felt comforted. Alone in your dorm, you were content. A good book in your hands and curled up in warm blankets. The best time of the night!

After 10 minutes, you put the book down and decided to go to sleep. You would definitely regret this in the morning, but oh well. As your turn the lamp off, you think 'The book was good.'

All of a sudden, there is a knock on your door. You startle awake and softly step to the entrance of your room. Opening the door, you are met with your boyfriend, Gerard Pitts. Looking frightened and worried. " Can I come in?" He gasps out, like he had ran to your room. You nod and urge him to come in.

Sitting on the bed together, you take his hands into yours. "What's wrong, Pittsie? You can tell me, no worries." You sadly smile. He worried you when he was like this. Gerard shook his head, and as the lightning outside struck once more, you could see tears in his eyes.

Feeling even more upset yourself, you put a hand to his face. You knew every part there was to this boy in front of you. You poured out your hearts to each other on more than one occasion. He could tell you anything. But the important thing right now was giving your boyfriend all the time he needed to let it out.

" I had a terrible dream about you getting hurt and- I just can't sleep without you in my arms. I need to have you in my arms tonight or I can't rest. I just-" he choked up, and put his head in his hands. Your heart sunk. You pulled his hands away from his eyes gently, and looked at him lovingly. Closing the gap between you too, you kissed him. He deepened the kiss, his hand running through your hair, and laid you down. You smiled and pulled away.

"Pittsie, you can tell me anything anytime. Bad dreams are freaky, I've had plenty like that. I am safe and loved with you. And I don't mind you in here, come in here every night. Especially if we get to do this.." you smiled, and kissed him again. You felt him smile against your lips and felt true happiness. You situated yourself so he could lay comfortably beside you, and you snuggled up together.

" Thank you, y/n. I hate bad dreams especially when they have to do with people I love. It's torture." He admitted.

" I'm glad you came in here, I love you." You smiled, curling up into him and eventually falling asleep in his chest. He smiled softly, looking at you sleeping soundly. " I love you more." He whispered, pulled you closer, and fell asleep. He dreamt of you.

authors note:
ooh lord it's me self projecting with my love for sleeping on rainy nights and gerard pitts. my boy needs some love <333. thank you readers for your support and i hope you enjoyed this short imagine:)