Nightmares | Sethos x Fem!Reader [DISCONTINUED!]

Chapter 17

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The next three days feel like hell on earth. I'm not sleeping, but I'm not fully awake either, feverish nightmares keeping me from resting. The fact that we cancel our plans makes me feel guilty since both Cyno and Tighnari were just as excited as I was to spend the week together.

Tighnari and Cyno take turns watching over me, making sure I'm comfortable, fed, and hydrated. They try to keep my spirits up, but the fever drags me down into a haze of confusion and exhaustion. I drift in and out of sleep, the nightmares merging with reality until I can barely tell the difference between the two.

On the second night, I wake up screaming, the remnants of a nightmare clinging to me like a shroud. Tighnari is by my side in an instant, his voice calm and reassuring as he wipes the sweat from my brow.

"It's just a dream," he murmurs, his hand resting on my shoulder. "You're safe."

I nod, but the fear doesn't leave me. I feel trapped in a cycle of waking and sleeping, unable to escape the horrors that plague my mind. The fever burns through me, leaving me weak and disoriented.

Cyno tries to lighten the mood during the day, telling me stories and cracking jokes, but I can't muster the energy to respond. He forces a smile, but I can see the worry in his eyes. He and Tighnari exchange glances, silently communicating their concern.

By the third day, I'm utterly exhausted, my body and mind worn down by the constant battle. I've barely eaten, and the soup they bring me is more of a burden than a comfort. My fever has finally started to subside, but I still feel like I'm walking through a fog.

"I'm sorry," I whisper, my voice hoarse from days of fevered murmuring. "I ruined everything..."

Tighnari sits down next to me, his expression soft. "You didn't ruin anything. You can't control getting sick."

"But we were supposed to spend the week together," I protest weakly. "I... I wanted it to be special."

Cyno, who's sitting at the foot of the bed, gives me a reassuring smile. "It still is. We're here, and we're getting through this together."

"Don't beat yourself up," Tighnari adds. "We'll have plenty of time to do all the things we planned when you're better. Right now, your only job is to rest."

I nod, tears welling up in my eyes. "Thank you, guys. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Cyno reaches over and gives my hand a squeeze. "You'll never have to find out. We're always here for you."

As the night wears on, I finally start to feel the fever breaking. My body aches, but the fog in my mind begins to lift, and I can think more clearly. I manage to eat a little more, the food sitting better in my stomach now that the worst of the fever has passed.

Tighnari and Cyno stay close, making sure I'm comfortable and checking my temperature regularly. They talk quietly to each other, their voices a comforting murmur in the background. I close my eyes, feeling the exhaustion tugging at me once more.

"Try to get some sleep," Tighnari says gently, brushing a strand of hair away from my face. "We'll be right here if you need us."

I nod, feeling the last of my strength ebbing away as I finally allow myself to relax. The nightmares have lost their grip on me, and I can feel the warmth of Tighnari's hand on mine, grounding me in the present.

As I drift off to sleep, I know that I'm not alone. My friends are here, and they'll stay with me until I'm back on my feet. It's a comforting thought, one that finally allows me to rest.