The Vampire Diaries Imagines

Stefan - Thunderstorms

You are afraid of Thunderstorms.

You wake up suddenly in Stefan's arms. The terrifying sound of Thunder fills your ears and your heart starts to race. Thunder and Lightening has been your worst fear since you were 13 years old.

Not wanting to leave the safety of the bed, you snuggle up to Stefan who was clearly in a deep sleep. You are finally drifting off to sleep when a loud bang roars through the bording house.

Quickly, you sat up and brought the covers to your chest. Stefan's window is wide open and keeps knocking on the wall due to the wind.

Part of you wants to wake Stefan up to ask him if he would close the window shut. However the other part of you is telling you to grow up and close it yourself, you didn't want Stefan to know how stupid your worse fear was.

Soon enough you pluck up the courage to untangle yourself from your boyfriends arms and lift yourself up, off the bed. The Lightening glows up the room and then plummets it back into darkness. The wind howls and paper from Stefan's desk fly across the room.

Carefully, you take a step forwards towards the window. I am going to die, you think. Another step forwards. You take deep breaths. Another step. Tears fall from your eyes. Nearly there. You raise your arm towards the window. You shut your eyes.

The howling stops, the thunder is quieter and the window has stopped banging against the wall. You didn't close the window, so why has it stopped?

Warm arms hold you tightly. You open your eyes to find Stefan. You let go of a breath you didn't know you were holding and embrace him back.

"You could have woken me up, Y/N." He mutters.

You smiled against his bare chest and pulled away to say, "And what? Tell you that I'm afraid of Thunderstorms?" You try to laugh about it but instead you cry.

"Shhhh... its okay." He says as he embraces you again. "And yes, you can tell me anything." Stefan says as he stares into your eyes.

You nod your head. "You're right. I'm sorry."

He pulls you back towards his bed. "No, don't be sorry."

You get under the warm covers and snuggle up against him. "It's just a stupid and embarrassing thing to be afraid of." You say.

Stefan shakes his head in disagreement. "It's doesn't matter to me. But out of curiosity, why are you afraid of it?"

You gulp and reply, "My mum and brother died in a thunderstorm."

"I'm sorry." He whispers. You both lie there for a while until he speaks up again. "I will always protect you, no matter what it is against. Now, why don't we go to sleep, and in the morning we can do whatever you want to do."

"Thanks Stef." You whisper.

You soon fall to sleep against Stefan's chest whilst he plays with your hair.

You have never felt safer.

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