One-chapter stories

ryden; nightmares

(i wrote this at three am i know this is horrible but eh)

brendon's eyes shot open. fuck, another nightmare. his heart was pounding in his chest and he couldn't even hear his own loud, ragged breathing. it was pitch black and all he knew was that he was laying in his bed.

"brendon?"

brendon choked on his breath as he heard the voice.

"brendon, are you awake?"

the voice sounded familiar, but different. deeper, a little raspier.

he heard a light thump. and then, a gentle hand on his arm.

"brendon, it's me."

ryan. safety.

brendon let out a sob. he hated nightmares; he couldn't move, or wake up. he couldn't cover his ears or close his eyes.

"come here".

ryan was sitting on brendon's bed now, slouching because they slept in a bunk bed and brendon's bed was the bottom one.

he laid down and wrapped his arms around brendon's, now shaking body. he was breathing unnaturally fast and all that ryan could do was hold him and tell him it was going to be okay.

"i fucking hate these nightmares."

"i know. im sorry."

"they're too realistic. they feel too real. i thought i lost you, ryan."

"im still here, love. don't worry. i won't go anywhere."

"please don't leave."

"i won't."

and with brendon calming down and silently begging for ryan to not leave him, and ryan assuring brendon that he will not leave him, they fell asleep in a tangled mess of their own limbs.