White and Static one shots ( THERE IS 18+ CONTENT )

Nightmares ( Angst + Fluff )

He was whacked against the floor hard, as he felt the air jump out of his lungs. Everything hurt, everything was foggy.. he couldn't tell what was going on, everything was too quick, as he felt a large jab in his chest, the warm feeling of his blood seeping down his body.

Static sprung up from his bed, his heart racing, just a cold sweat covering his body. He felt his skin burn from the salt,, but he could barely breathe to even focus on it. A nightmare, it's been awhile since he had one. White had always seemed to cool down his nerves, but why was he so panicked now..
Static felt a sharp pain from his stomach and down his abdomen. He coughed out a shaky breath, he could barely feel his own body, he felt light yet heavy at the same time,, it was suffocating.

Static pulled off the covers trying to not wake up White, who was sleeping right next to himself. He stood up, stumbling his body trembling way too much for him to comprehend. He slowly walked to the bathroom, holding the wall for support trying to keep himself from falling,, his tail dragging behind him and just the quiet shifting of his clothes and the fluff of his tail on the hardwood floor. As Static stumbled into the bathroom his breath became more shaken and unnerving.. He was scared, he was cold yet way too hot at the same time, panic filled his head, several questions and imagery flooding his brain, he walked slowly towards the sink, his breath heavy.

Static held his hands tight onto the sink, almost like it could break and shatter in his hands. His breath was way too heavy for his liking and his skin steaming, he had this sinking feeling in his stomach with it curling and the heat of his insides way too hot.. Till his body needed it out as he threw up into the sink.
Static coughed and his body kept trying to get the curling feeling out of his stomach. It hurt, all it did was hurt, he threw up till he was just gagging, nothing coming out. Maybe saliva come down but it was just him gagging and coughing. He couldn't breathe, he would hold his throat tightly and he continued to gag, it hurt so much, he could feel the tears forming in his eye, the blur from it harsh.

Static felt his body sink as he felt a touch on his shoulder.. he only realized his ears were ringing as it slowly came down, hearing a familiar voice..

" Static! Static! Are you okay?! " White panicked, his hand on Static's shoulder. He would feel Static trembling, even see it. Worried spread more across his face, just seeing Static like this..

Static was silent,, just the slight chokes and quiet sobs that came out ever so often, he just looked at White, his eye glistening yet red and dry. Static tensed, as he held his throat tighter as he gagged into the sink, drool going down his chin as his body tried to get something out. Even when there wasn't anything, he was barely able to breathe in as he either coughed or gagged more.

White just kept his hand on Statics shoulder, feeling the warmth from Static's body, he was concerned, mostly how a ghost could even have body heat, but more concerned on how Static was feeling and if he was okay. White tail slowly flicked behind him trying to comfort Static as much as he could, he's never been the best at it, and never fully knew how to. Static changed how he was comforted a lot, sometimes he didn't like touch sometimes he needed it more than ever.

Slowly the gagging and coughing stopped as White could hear a deep yet shaky breath. It was low and quiet, but there. Static breathed in, he was overwhelmed, all the noise was too much, he could hear the ring of the lights, and the sound of him and White breathing..

" I-I'm okay- " Static said with a low tone, his voice raspy and hesitant. Almost like if he were to try to speak, he would go back to the gagging fit again. His entire body still hurt, like he was being stabbed over and over again, from Keres, from Cassie- from everyone he ever had to fight. It all just hurt so much, he was dazed and confused. He was just in so much pain and he stumbled back into the wall, feeling Whites hand leave his shoulder, leaving it cold. He didn't like that feeling. Static fell to the ground with a groan, holding his stomach tight.

White sighed as he slowly sat next to Static, resting his hands on his own lap. He looked calm, but he was stressed, of course he was, they only just got married recently and he was worried about his love, his husband. Seeing Static like this, in all this pain. It hurt White, a lot because he knew he couldn't to anything to help, only thing he could do was tell Static that he was okay..

Static was breathing heavily, trembling holding his knees up to his chest and his face hidden in them. There was only silent sobs and hics. You wouldn't even be able to notice if he was crying, unless you were next to him. White would raise his hand to hold Static's shoulder but hesitated holding his hand there. He didn't know if he should touch him or not.. But he decided that Static seemed like he needed the affections, and oh boy was he right. White placed his hand on Static's head, giving slow head pats, his fingers going through Static's hair,, White stopped when Static flinched but soon continued as Static pressed his head into White's hand, slowly purring under his very shaky breath.

" It's all okay my dear.. " White spoke softly, continuing to pet Static, humming slowly under his breath, it was calming to Static, White always calmed Static's nerves, whenever he was stressed or worried, or even in various amounts of pain. White always helped no matter if he was just sitting beside or holding him. Static took a deep breath in, exhaling with a sigh.

" Thank you, White.. " Static'a voice was low and cold, yet soft. He was still choking down his tears trying to now show... weakness. He had way too many things in his mind at this point to cry, he didn't want to show White that. He wanted white to think he was the sun he always seemed to be, always happy and bright. But hey, that'd never happen. I mean, Static has the symbol of the moon. He could never be the sun. Static was never good about talking his feelings, or in general. Sure he had his work buddies but those were the only people he got close with when living in hell for over 70 years. He always stayed home, drinking, or other harmful activities which probably weren't good for his—- undead health.

" Anytime my love. " White said, with a smile across his face.

" Can we— " Static stuttered.. he tried to get things out of his mouth, lifting his head slightly. Just nothing came out.

" Hm? "

Say something, ask for help, a hug, anything! He's right there, White is right there. Your husband!!! He is willing to help. Just TALK!

" Can we—- just go to bed..? I'm tired. " Static said with a low tone, leaning against Whites shoulder.

" Of course dear. C'mon.. " White smiled, placing his hand on his knee to help himself to stand. White stretched his arms up then gave Static a hand to help him up.

Static looked up, his eye a puffy red, he looked sore, and tired. He took Whites hand and stood up slowly- As he stood up, he groaned flinching. He was still in a lot of pain, but it was better, though he was still very nervous and on edge. And the mirror across from him didn't help much.

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As Static and White got back into bed, white held Static against his chest tight, his arms around his waist, both his hands landing on Static's back. With that, Static was holding White, clinging close against him, his arms wrapped around Whites waist tightly. He was trembling more than before. White of course was concerned just slowly rubbing Statics back softly. It was the most he could do. He cared deeply about Static, but even then, it's hard to comfort Static when he doesn't talk much.

Static would quietly sob into White's chest, just staying close. It was hard for him to fully talk about his emotions, or to even know what they were. It was difficult. It was so extremely hard for him to talk to White but god did he wish he could,, Static's mind started racing until he felt vibrations through whites body,, hearing the slow humming coming from him.

It calmed him down, it calmed everything, his mind, him emotions. Just him.. till he slowly passed out.

" Goodnight.. "

- End — One shot #7