Unexpected Bond

Pain

I wake up around 3am. My throat feels dry so I dedcide to go to the kitchen and grab something to drink. I get up and head down. I drink my glass of water and instantly feel better. I think of Ever, hoping he's okay and head back to my bed.
Before I touch the door handle, I hear some groaning coming from down the hallway where there's Evers room.

"Huh? He's home?" I instantly turn my head in fear of him being hurt again.

It sounds like he's in pain, I have to go check it out. My feet almost move on it's own, I am feeling really anxious.

As I slowly approach the room, the groans get only louder, my heart's racing in my chest. I open the door to his bedroom with little hessitation. The room is dark.

"Ever? I heard you and..." I pause when my eyes detect him.

He's laying in his bed, eyes closed, jaw clenched tightly, his head is moving left and right and sweat is running down his forehead, but nonetheless he doesn't seem hurt.

"E - Ever?" I try call his name and move closer to his bed.

"Argh... N-no!" He clenches his fists and grits his teeth as his breaths are heavy.

The nightmares! This must be it... How did I not remember from the time he was hurt... I need to make him feel safe.

"Ever, hey it's okay. I'm here." I quickly sit down on the edge of his bed.

"No!" His whole body is shaking as he yells out with rage but his eyes remain closed.

I have never seen him like this before.

"Ever, please listen to my voice, it's just a nigtmare." I try to calm him and move my hand to touch his.

In not even a second he grabs my arm and pulls me in bed, when I blink he's already on top of me.

"You fucking bastard!" His hand shots back forming a fist and prepares to punch.

My eyes are wide, I'm in shock and have no time to react, I feel surprised and scared at the same time. I want to scream it's me, but not a word is coming out my mouth.

"Y/n? What?" His eyes widen and he pants heavily.

It must hit him as he looks around his surroundings. For me, I just lay there processing what just happened.

"Oh fuck, I hurt you didn't I?" He quickly gets off me and starts inspecting my body if he'd done any damage.

"I - I'm fine." I sit up and look to him in worry.

"Why did you even come here?" He backs off and asks angrily.

"I thought you were in pain and I wanted to see if you were ok." I try explaining to him shakily.

"Don't do that again, or you see what happens. I could have hurt you real bad, I could have even fucking killed you!" He shouts in frustration.

There's a few seconds of silence in the room.

"But I was so worried. What were you dreaming of, Ever...?" I ask, because I want to help him, no matter how scared I got. He can't live like this.

"Doesn't matter, you should go now." He says in cold voice while he punches the sheets.

"Ever, I know it was bad, you can tell me..." I try to move my body closer to him as unnoticebly as possible.

"Fuck, no. Leave." He's trying his best to be unemotional, and to distance himself from me.

But I won't let him.

"My mom died in a car accident and I miss her terribly. They don't know exactly if it was intentional or not, but my world crushed with her death. I was really attached to her as a kid. Growing up my dad was always good to me, but really busy with work, and I just think after she was gone he was running from the fact I resemble my mother a lot. I never really had any friends, the ones I had used me for money or any other benefit, so most of my life I spent alone... I know it's not as bad as your life but it was my struggle..." I hug my knees and let out a big sigh, I never go explaining around how I felt throught my childhood.