Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines

Patrick - The nightmare

I had fallen asleep with Patrick beside me, watching TV. I knew I would be safe with him right there, but I became anxious and scared in my dreams. 

My dream felt like it was actually real. I wasn't okay (I promise).

In real life, outside of my dream, I had began tossing and turning. Patrick began shaking me to wake me up.

"(Y/N)?" Patrick shook me. "(Y/N), wake up."

I jolted up. My breathing was heavy and I had my face in my hands. 

"You looked like you were having a nightmare," Patrick stated. "Are you alright? What happened?" 

"Bad dreams," I replied. "Pat, I'm sorry."

"It's fine. I'm just glad you okay, right now. If I may ask, what were you dreaming about?"

"I... I don't know..." I admit. "I know for a fucking fact it was terrifying."

"It's okay, baby. Whatever it was won't hurt you because I'm here. I love you, you know that, right?"

"Yes, yes. I know. I love you too."

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oh wow this is short aH
i am so so so very sorry for not updating this at all
i have creativity block and it hurts
but im trying to write a dan howell smut fic so go check that out (it's called "cant help it" i think idk)
but okay bye friendos
- nate