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Nightmare (Jally oneshot)

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Dallas POV:

I woke up when it was still dark out. The clock read 1:28 AM when I checked it. I sat up in bed and looked around the dark, grey-colored room. I didn't see Johnny. He was next to me in bed when we fell asleep, but I was alone now.

"Johnny?" I called out, feeling a little anxious. Did he go home? Or outside? Was he kidnapped? Did someone kill him and drag his body out of my room?

I got snapped out of my thoughts when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I grabbed the baseball bat I kept next to my bed and walked over to what moved. I was about to hit it, when I heard a whimper. I knew that sound.

I dropped the bat and crouched down. Johnny was on the floor, curled up into a ball and shaking.

"...Johnny?"

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Johnny POV:

My chest felt tight. I couldn't take a deep breath. A deep breath now was like a normal, calm breath. I felt hot and cold at the same time. I wanted to hide. I wanted to cry. I just wanted to not exist so that it'd stop.

I heard someone call my name. Slowly, I lifted my head up from my knees and caught a glimpse of blond hair. I knew it was Dallas before I even got to fully see his face.

"Johnny?" He repeated himself. I blinked a couple of times, still feeling scared. I don't even remember what caused this anymore.

He scooted a little closer. I saw him reach out towards me then retract his hand. He decided to hold his arms out like he was gonna hug me.

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Dallas POV:

I didn't want to touch Johnny in case that made it worse. I decided to just let him come to me if he wanted a hug or something.

I looked into those big, brown eyes of his. They looked so scared. He looked absolutely terrified of something. Hell, he was shaking like a leaf! The poor thing.

I saw a look of hesitation flash across his face, but slowly, he scooted over to me. It was progress. I put my hand on his shoulder. He flinched, but it wasn't too bad. He didn't run away or kick me like last time. I learned my lesson that day.

"Hey, it's okay," I said, trying to calm him. I slowly brought him into a hug. He clung to me like a koala and started to cry. He mumbled things into my chest that I couldn't understand, but I decided not to ask. I could find out later. I just had to make sure that the kid was okay right now.

"It's okay, Johnny. You're okay, man." I waited until his crying died down to tilt his face up to look at me. I wiped away his tears and looked into his scared eyes. "You're safe here, Johnnycake. I don't know what scared you shitless, but I ain't gonna let it hurt ya. You're safe with me, man."

He hugged me and mumbled a little thank you. I felt bad seeing him feeling so bad. The kid didn't deserve to feel so anxious and nervous. He just deserved kindness and all the good shit in the world. He deserved better than me. But I try my best, and I guess that's enough for him.

I scooped him up in my arms and set him down on the bed. I wrapped Johnny in my blankets to help make him feel sheltered and comfy. I didn't exactly have a pillow fort at the ready, so this was the best I could do. He looked adorable wrapped up like a little burrito. If he weren't so scared right now, I would've attacked him with kisses.

"You better now, Johnny?" I saw him nod and smile softly. I loved his smile.

"Y-Yeah. Thanks, Dally." I hugged him through the blankets.

"No problem." I peeled back the blankets on Johnny's head so I could kiss his forehead. I wasn't tired anymore after that and I didn't think Johnny would sleep either. We decided to play cards until the sun came up. I let him win most of the time to make him feel better. I usually like to win, but it's worth giving that up to see him smile.

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