Mystreet Oneshots

Nightmare: a smol Zanevis

Zane's POV

"I HATE YOU!!" Travis yelled at me.

"No...no, you can't. You don't!" I replied, hurt.

I couldn't make it stop.

"Of course I do, you idiot! I hate you as much as you thought I loved you!" He shouted.

"T-Travis," I whispered.

I hate this. Make it go away. Please! This is stupid.

"We're DONE!!"

I couldn't take it anymore.

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I woke up in a cold sweat.

I grabbed my flashlight.

I turned on the black flashlight and started to walk down the hall towards Travis's bedroom.

I checked the clock in the hall.

2:32am.

Ohhhh no.

I'm going to feel so bad for doing this.

But I couldn't just...not do it.

I need him right now.

I need him to tell me he loves me and that it's real.

I slowly open his door.

He wakes up from the light coming from my flashlight.

"Zane?" He asks, yawning sleepily.

"S-sorry,"

"It's okay, come on in,"

I walk into his room.

I climb into his bed.

"Sorry," I say again.

"It's fine," the beautiful white-haired boy replies.

Except I can't really see his beauty in this light. (lol zane rlly)

There is a short silence.

"So...why have you come in here so late? Or, early, I guess." Travis asks, checking the clock.

"Well, I had a nightmare,"

"Do you mind if I ask...what about?"

"You," I say simply.

"Oh. What did I do?"

"Um...you told me you hated me," I blushed, because it was super dumb and I was embarassed. Luckily, the darkness of the room hid my blush.

"Oh," he whispered.

There was an awkward silence.

"Well, you know that it was fake, right?"

"Yes,"

"And you know I love you, right?"

"Yeeees,"

He laughs.

"Can we...can we just cuddle for a while?" I ask sheepishly.

"Of course!" He replies.

"Yes!" I thought.

I snuggled up to him, my face buried in his chest; his arms around me.

He places a kiss on my head.

"I love you, Zane," he says.

"I love you too."

END

A/N: FFLLUUFFFF!!!!!!!!!! I live for fluff okay? Yay for tiny Zanevis fics! I know it's kinda dumb, but it is my first fanfiction (on wattpad lol).