My Lost Starshine (Willy Wonka x Reader)(2005)

❝𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞'𝐬 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞❞

Y/n's heart was still racing as she sat up in bed, her breaths coming in quick gasps.

The vividness of her nightmare lingered, haunting her even as she tried to gather her thoughts.

She looked around the dimly lit room, trying to ground herself in reality.

Beside her, Willy slept soundly, his chest rising and falling in peaceful slumber.

For a moment, she couldn't help but wonder if the nightmare was just a figment of her imagination, a product of her subconscious mind.

But the pain from pinching herself proved otherwise; this was real.

With a frown, she reached out to gently shake Willy awake. "Willy, wake up," she whispered urgently.

He groaned, his eyes fluttering open. "Huh? What's wrong?" he mumbled, still half-asleep.

"I... I had a terrible nightmare," Y/n said, her voice trembling. "It felt so real."

Willy sat up, concern etched on his face. "Tell me about it," he said gently, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

Y/n recounted the details of her dream, the darkness, the manipulation, and the struggle to break free.

As she spoke, she could feel the weight of the nightmare lifting off her chest, replaced by a sense of relief that it was just a dream.

"I'm here now," Willy said softly, pulling her into a warm embrace. "You're safe, and I won't let anyone harm you."

Y/n held onto him tightly, feeling the steady beat of his heart against her own.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice muffled against his chest. "I don't know what I would do without you."

"You don't have to face anything alone," Willy assured her, his voice unwavering. "We're in this together."

As Y/n leaned into his comforting embrace, she couldn't help but marvel at the bond they shared.

Despite everything they had been through, their love and support for each other had only grown stronger.

They sat together in silence for a while, the weight of the nightmare slowly dissipating.

Y/n felt a sense of peace wash over her, knowing that she was not alone in her struggles.

"Willy," she finally spoke, breaking the quietude, "do you ever worry about the future? About what might happen to us?"

He looked at her with a tender smile. "Of course, I do," he admitted.

"But I also believe that we can face whatever comes our way. We've proven time and again that we're stronger together."

Y/n nodded, taking in his words like a lifeline. "I trust you," she said, her voice steady. "I trust us."

Willy reached up to gently brush a strand of hair away from her face. "And I trust you," he replied, his eyes full of love and sincerity.

They stayed awake for a while longer, talking about their hopes, dreams, and fears.

Y/n found solace in Willy's presence, knowing that no matter what life threw at them, they could weather it together.

As the night turned into the early hours of the morning, Y/n finally felt a sense of calm wash over her.

The nightmare no longer held power over her; she knew that she was in the arms of the person who loved and cherished her.

"You should try to get some more sleep," Willy said softly, his hand gently stroking her back. "I'll be right here."