Peter POV
I wake up, I don't know why I just- I feel like something isn't right.
I turn to look at my alarm clock. Saturday 2:12 AM. Then I hear her, on the bunk above me. I toss the covers off of me and climb halfway up the ladder to see her. She's hyperventilating, tossing and turning, a look of pain, anger, fear, and sadness on her face. I see tears dripping down from her eyes.
A nightmare.
A pretty bad one at that. I climb onto the bed and lay down next to her. Trying to wake her up, I shake her shoulder a bit and whisper her name. Her eyes open. She lets out a small gasp as she says my name. "Peter?"
"Yes, it's me. I'm here."
She immediately wraps her arms around me, pulling herself up close to my body. I wrap my arms around her and stroke her hair as she buries her head in my chest, eyes still watering, breathing still heavy.
After about an hour of me trying to comfort her, her breathing slows to a normal rate and she falls asleep.
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Sunday
Another nightmare.
I don't know if it's the same one as last night, but it's as if she's having a harder time dealing with it today than yesterday. I wish she would tell me what it was about, if it was the same one from yesterday. Then I could help her get through it. Then we could get through it together.
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Friday
It's been six days since Y/N started having those nightmares. She gets worse and worse every day. On Monday is when she started asking me to stay with her at nights.
"Peter, will you stay with me?"
"Always."
I shelter her in my arms until she falls asleep, and comfort her when the nightmares come.
She still won't tell be about them. That's the thing about
Y/N, she doesn't know when to ask for help, she thinks she can handle everything by herself, she puts all this pressure on herself to be perfect for everyone but the truth is, she can't. She will always be perfect to me, but she needs to learn that some things, she just can't do alone.
That night, when we went to bed, she asked me to stay with her. She doesn't have to ask anymore, its been our routine for almost a week now.
We get into bed. She wraps her arms around my waist and I hold her close. All I want to do is protect her.
She buries her face in my shoulder as I stroke her hair. She falls asleep, safe and sound in my arms.
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My spidey senses tell me when Y/N's having a bad dream, but that didn't happen last night. I look at her just as she starts to wake up. She smiles at me.
"Morning Babe." I say as I move her hair out of her face.
"Morning."
"No nightmare?" I ask.
"No nightmare." She confirms, smiling.
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