camp camp comedy trio one shots. |~| idea by yours truly

"It's okay." (Makki)

(Max and Nikki r 16 in this one and it'll probably be short)

It was a stormy night. Heavy rain pounded on the windows of Max and Nikki's dorm. Max had woken up from a nightmare about his dad at around 2:30 am and decided to sit in the kitchen and listen to the rain. As he was walking over to the kitchen he heard sobs. It could've been 2 things, a ghost came to haunt max, or it's Nikki. He hated to see Nikki cry let alone sob and really hoped it was a ghost. But as he walked into the kitchen, he saw something that shocked him the most. It was the first time he'd seen Nikki like this.

When he walked into the kitchen, he saw Nikki with a razor and blood all over her arms. No healed scars, just blood. So much blood. Nikki dropped the razor when she saw Max. "Nikki.." Was all max could form at the moment. He just witnessed his best friend cut herself. "M-Max it's not what it looks like, I promise I-" "nik, it's okay. Let me see your arms." Max walked over to Nikki, he tried to stay calm to not overwhelm Nikki. She choked back sobs as max examined her arm. He noticed Nikki holding back and hugged her tightly. She hugged back and just sobbed, she always felt safe and protected in Max's embrace. "How long?" Max asked. Nikki hesitated for a second, then answered. "2 days." She almost completely whispered. Max was mostly scared for Nikki, he had done it for almost a year and knowing Nikki was going through the same torture that led her to this really worried him. He wanted to fix it, he wanted to fix everything. Max pulled away and sat Nikki down while he went to go find bandages for her. "Are you gonna tell the others..?" Nikki asked, a shake in her voice. "No, of course not." Max responded, grabbing the bandages and closing the cabinet door. He sat down next to her and started bandaging her left arm. At this point nikki has calmed down enough that she wasn't shaking. It was horrible seeing Nikki like that for max, seeing the normally happy, cheery and positive girl shaking and crying in the kitchen at night with blood all over her was something max hoped he'd never see again. Once he was done bandaging her left, he started with her right, holding her hand softly and bandaging her arm. They wouldn't lock eyes, instead they looked in different directions entirely. Silence filled the air, but a comfortable silence. He finished bandaging her other arm but for some reason, he didn't let go of her hand. And Nikki didn't remind him to let go. "so..what do we do now?" Max asked, breaking the silence. Nikki shrugged. "This may sound weird but..do you wanna sleep in my room tonight? I don't expect you to be alone with your thoughts, it could mess you up pretty badly." Max asked, Nikki nodded.

As they both climbed into bed and pulled the covers over them, Nikki was too tired to realize she was leaning on Max's chest. Max knew though, but he just left her alone. Once he felt her breathing steady, he let himself fall asleep.

They fell asleep in each other's arms, both would have described this as 'the best nights sleep they've had'.