• Natasha's Point Of View •
• Female Y/n •I comb the conditioner through my hair as the shower water streams down my back.
I hear some turning in the bed from the room connecting to the bathroom. I don't think much of it until the turning becomes thrashing.
"Y/n, are you okay?" I shout from the shower. The thrashing gets more aggressive making me worried, "Y/n! Are you okay?" I shout louder not getting a response.
I get worried. I rinse my hair out quickly and wrap myself in a soft towel. I run into our room and tue my wet hair into a bun. The shower still running, I sit on the bed.
"No. No. No!" They shout.
They jolt up screaming. "Y/n, it's okay! I'm here." I tell them wrapping my half dried arms around them.
Their breathing gets harsher. I sit them on my lap, "Shh." I tell them.
They shake their begging me to forgive them, "I'm sorry! Im sorry. Forgive me please!" Their hands intertwined with mine.
I reassure my partner, "Y/n it's okay my love." I kiss their head.
They calm a little and lift their head from my chest, their face all wet from my body, "Please don't leave." They tell me.
I nod, "Never." I tell them as they fall asleep in my arms.
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