Chris and Co. Oneshots

Memory Served - Ransom Drysdale x Reader (Part 2)

Warnings: to avoid spoilers I won't be tagging warnings, but if you are concerned about being triggered by anything PLEASE reach out to me so I can put your mind at ease! This is an 18+ ONLY series!

It had been a couple of weeks since you'd met Ransom's family and decided he was right, they were all assholes, with the exception of Harlan and Marta of course. It had also been a couple of weeks since you decided to put your ring on and unpause your relationship with Ransom.

Things were going slowly still, you slept in the same bed, but hadn't slept together yet. But neither of you no longer held yourself back when seeking affection or giving it. Something you saw Ransom was definitely enjoying, appearing much more relaxed than he'd been in the first few weeks.

Ransom had also started going out to work more, working alongside Harlan on his next book. Ransom had told you that Harlan wanted him to take over once he was gone, but he didn't feel like he could. That was until you reassured him that Harlan wouldn't have suggested it if he didn't think Ransom could do it.

With Ransom being out more, you were left to your own devices at home. Filling your days with reading books, you had tried to watch TV but you could never find the remote, you didn't mind though, you'd rather curl up with a good book anyway. You had decided to try and work your way through all of Harlan's books, with the exception of the one Walt told you about, which hit a bit too close to home at the moment.

All day you had been trying to read but you'd been struggling. Your mind seemingly didn't want to focus on anything at all, a dull throb behind your eyes had been constant despite the copious amounts of water you drank and the painkillers you'd taken. Curled up on the couch you were fighting to keep your eyes open until you gave in and fell asleep.

The heat you felt was intense, the only saving grace being the strong breeze that stopped your clothes from sticking to your skin in the humid air. Fanning yourself you couldn't believe that you were almost missing the Massachusetts chill. You loved the heat, but this was almost unbearable, you had no idea how people lived here permanently.

Holding your hand up to shield your eyes from the bright sun, you blinked a couple of times as your eyes adjusted. As they did so you saw a familiar scene forming, the iconic Disney castle in the distance.

Once you realised you were in Disneyworld your senses exploded. All you could hear was the squeal of children as they spotted their favourite character, the sound of laughter and screams from the distance rides. The air was thick with the sweet scent of all the treats on offer and you instantly craved a churro.

You went to step towards the castle when you felt a small hand grab your hand, a small girl bouncing in front of you with a wide smile. You blinked with surprise as this girl with short messy blonde and wavy hair tugged on your hand excitedly.

She was talking to you but you couldn't hear what she was saying, her voice muffled compared to every other sound you could hear. The girl then waved to someone behind you, glancing over your shoulder you see a figure a few feet away. He appeared fuzzy to you but your mind told you it must be Ransom.

You went to look back at the girl but mid-movement everything went black.

You woke with a start, the book you had been reading falling to the floor with a loud thud. You moved to sit up but had to stop when you felt a sharp pain at your temples making you wince. Screwing your eyes shut you took a few deep breaths as you waited for the pain to subside.

Eventually, it started to go away, turning back into a dull throb like it had been before, allowing you to think clearly once more. You let out a long sigh as you replayed what you just saw in your dream. You knew without a doubt it had been a memory breaking to the surface but it just didn't make sense.