MPHFPC Imagines

{2} Horace

{Horace X Reader}

{Y/N- Your Name}

         Horace woke up drenched in cold sweat. His visions infecting his peaceful sleep. Horace sat up and pulled off his sheets. He pushed him self off the bed and started walking towards the door. He opened up the door handle softly so it didn't creak. He started to walk towards your door across the hall way. 

He opened your door softly to make sure it didn't creak. Horace shut the door behind him and looked at you in your bed. He stared at your beauty as you peacefully slept in your bed. He went up to your sleeping figure in the bed and tapped your shoulder. You flinched at the touch, but you wouldn't budge to wake up. He tapped you on the nose knowing you hated being touched on the nose. Your eyes immediately flickered open. 

It took you a few moments to process what was happening. Then you looked at Horace and spoke "What's Wrong Horace?" you said with a soft voice.

"I...I Had a bad vision you were gone and I..I just need to see if you were okay, so I came here," he said. You looked at him understanding that his visions ruin his sleep. You scooted over on your bed and patted the spot next to you. 

"Thank you (Y/N)... I don't know what I would do with out you," he said with a whisper. You smiled at this. Horace smiled back at you and put his arm around your waist pulling you closer to him. You put your hands on his chest. You and Horace's legs became tangled together. You fell asleep first.

Horace watched you sleep for a few more moments before sleep took him under as well. That night Horace didn't have one single bad vision because you were his guard against the bad visions.