P.S. This is a little after It's gotta be perfect
Smg4's POV:
No! I murmured to myself, experiencing another nightmare. Seeing them die right in front of me sent chills down my spine. And the worst part was that it was my fault. I then woke up in a cold sweat, tears forming in my eyes. I grabbed my phone and called my boyfriend, Smg3.
Smg3's POV:
I was enjoying my sleep until I heard ringing next to me. I opened my eyes, annoyed. Who could be calling me at this time?! I picked up my phone and saw Smg4 calling me. I picked up the phone.
No one's POV:
Smg3: You called?
Smg4: C-can you just come over? In a shaky voice, sniffles with it.
Smg3 knew that he was upset and instantly got some clothes on because he was in his preppy robe and left. He rushed to where Smg4 was and opened the door, seeing his boyfriend in tears. He rushed to him, wiping away his tears. It's all my fault. It's my fault that everything and everyone almost died. Smg4 said, more tears forming. Shhh, it's not your fault. We're all are still here, there's nothing to worry about. Smg3 pulled him in for a hug. Smg4 squeezed him, not wanting to leave him. What can I do to make you feel better? He asked. Can we watch that show together? He asked, still sniffing. Of course.
Smg3's POV:
We were like a few episodes in and I noticed that Smg4 was starting to fall asleep but was trying to stay awake. I was also kinda getting tired. I felt his head hit my shoulder, he was sleeping so peacefully. I turned the show off and laid him down. I then laid right next to him and my eyes started closing. Soon enough, I fell asleep.
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