Safe Space (Lorenzo Berkshire x Y/N)

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You were chilling in your room, laying down on your bed as you gazed up at the ceiling. There was something peculiar about the ceiling. Only today was it peculiar, though. Maybe it was the lack of color. Maybe it was that the texture seemed different than the other ceiling spaces in your dorm. Or maybe it was just that it seemed odd today.

That's how you were feeling. That's actually how you've been feeling for a few days, maybe weeks. You felt bland, boring, lifeless. Like everyone else in your life was full of energy and excitement, and you were just there.

All of your friends had their lives planned out, they've got weekends planned, parties planned, schoolwork and schedules lined up. They've got everything in order. And you just feel like you're on auto pilot. Like you have no purpose to do anything anymore. Like you don't have a reason.

Lately you've just been in bed on your phone, sleeping, eating, or just sitting around being "socially active" in a group of people, just without the active. You were just, well, there.

At least that's how you felt.

As you laid in bed and stared up at the particularly beige ceiling, your mind flooded with thoughts. Thoughts about your grades, your friends, your love life, your family, your fashion, what others think of you, your future, your regrets from the past; everything.


Your mind just flooded with negative thought after negative thought. One by one, they brought you down even more, wrecking any hope you had for being able to recover from this mental spiral.

As you're caught up thinking, you hear someone softly clear their throat, saying your name softly. You bring yourself back down to the hell of a planet you live on, looking over to the side of your bed, where you see your boyfriend standing.

You tilt your head as you prop up on your elbows, furrowing your eyebrows. "Enz? What are you doing here? I thought you were out with Draco and Reg getting butter beer?" You ask, genuinely confused.

Lorenzo shrugged and sat on the edge of your bed, putting his hand on your thigh from over your blanket. "I was. I came back." He said softly, his eyes locking with yours.

Before you can respond, or even have a thought to say to him, he pulls you into a hug. He wraps his arms under your arms and pulls you onto him, placing you in his lap as he hugs you.

You immediately melt into his touch, resting your head on his shoulder as you wrap your arms around his chest and shift your legs into a more comfortable place at the side of each of his thighs.

Lorenzo slips his right hand under your shirt and rubs your back softly, using his left hand to gently rub your thigh. "You don't have to tell me anything, sweetheart. Just know that I am here for you and I know how hard mental battles can be." He paused, gently kissing your temple.

"You do not go unnoticed, I assure you of that. We all notice your shifts and when you're not in the best place, and we all want to help in any way we can. You're loved, my angel. By many people. Your family, your friends, the professors, the first and second years you teach chess to, and you are especially loved by me." He finished, now gently scratching your back and placing kisses along your forehead and below your jaw.

You just melt into him, quiet tears rolling down your face as you listen to him reassure you and comfort you. Your heart warms at his words, his honesty, his kisses. Your heart warms when you're with him.

As you sit there and cuddle with him, your thoughts start to slowly disappear as you drift to sleep on him. As you drift to sleep, you realize: when Enzo is there, suddenly everything is fine.




A/N: Hello lovely people. My apologies for not posting in like 18,000 decades. Too lazy + no motivation. Bottom line, I'm too lazy. But I hope you all enjoyed this one! I think it's our first one with Lorenzo by HIMSELFFF! I wrote this because I've been needing some reassurance recently, and since it is 5:20am when I'm publishing this, nobody is awake, haha. But I hope you all are doing fine and that your summer season is going well. I love you all, thank you for your support, take care of yourselves, and happy Fourth of July Eve!

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