Newtmas/Dylmas One-Shots

My mom was right, Dylan.

,,Behind my eyelids are islands of violence
my mind shipwrecked, this is the only land my mind could find
I did not know it was such a violent island
Full of tidal waves, suicidal crazed lions
They're trying to eat me, blood running down their chin
and I know that I can fight or I can let the lion win
I begin to assemble what weapons I can find
Cause sometimes to stay alive you got to kill your mind"
~ Twenty One Pilots (Migrine)

I'm never good enough. Sometimes I'd like to think, that there's nothing wrong with it. I've never been in love. But my mom used to say that love comes at most unexpected moment and I should just wait for that moment. The problem is, that my mom also used to say that she loves me and now I know she lied. After all she did to me, how am I supposed to believe in any of the words that has ever came out of her mouth? After all these times like this when I scream myself awake I keep burden my mind with all those thoughts. I tightly closed my eyes afraid of what they would see. I already know what they would see. First I would notice darkness around me and then compare it to my soul. Then I'd spot my trembling hands and my mind will be clouded by another horrible memory of my trembling body in fear of getting another beating from my mother. Well, I guess Dylan's right. I really can be dramatic sometimes. Suddenly I hear footsteps closing to the frame of my bedroom door. In horror I opened my eyes and looked at untouched door only to sink in another memory from my childhood when I was laying in the exact the same position. Horror was written on my face when those mysterious footsteps reminded me so much the sound of my mother's drunken walk. I squeezed tightly my pillow. The door were now ajar letting some light into the room. I saw a hand abut to switch the lights on, so I quickly closed my eyes preparing for the sudden brightening the room. I slowly opened my eyes to feel sudden relief. Right in front of my bed stood Dylan. I wiped my frame with my hand slowly relaxing. As much as I tried to look straight into his eyes my sight went a little down and noticed he was shirtless and only in his sweatpants. Then I took a closer look on his naked chest and abs. Since the day we became roommates I envied him his muscular body and every time I see him my self-confidence drops. I didn't realised I was staring until I hear his smooth and concerned voice.
-Hey! You hear me? - Confusion written all of my face was noticed when I heard him sigh.
He slowly sits beside me on my bed and looks at me with this little charming smile on his face.
-Well it looks like you had the best sleep in your life, huh? - His sarcastic comment brought a little laugh of mine. I suppose it was one of many reasons why I liked him so much. Even if I would be in the verge of death he still would be able to make me laugh. When I looked closely to his face the gilt started to grow deep inside of my stomach as I realised that my screams woke him up. Again. I feel my eyes water. He's just too good for me. Suddenly I see a determination and sureness on is face as his hand laid on mine comforting me.
-Look at me! It's ok, you hear me? No matter if it's the middle of the night or if we're two hundred miles apart. I will always be there for you, get it? - His other hand cupped my face with his thumb moving smoothly against my chin. What did I do to deserve him? Such a perfect human being caring for me it almost seems as if it's the most beautiful dream I have ever had. We looked straight into each other's eyes as he slowly leaned in and kissed my temple. For a second I swear I forgot how to breath. I feel as my cheeks are probably more red then my blood as his strong arms are around me hugging me. I quickly without a thought hug him back. My head rested on his shoulder with my nose slightly touching his neck. I don't know what came over me, but I left a small kiss on his neck. I see him shiver at my intimate gesture. I held my breath in fear of rejection. I felt his muscles relax under my touch.
-Thomas? - I heard Dylan's voice as we pulled apart, but still very close to each other.
-Yeah? - I was curious, what he wanted to say in such important to me moment.
- I think I love you. - My whole world stopped. My heart stopped. My breath stopped. My mind stopped. Everything that mattered was him and the words he just said. In that very moment I started to believe in God. The joy that filled my heart and that warm and comfort felling deep in my stomach was something brand-new to me. But I knew I wanted more.
- I think I love you too. - A big relief was on his face and a big smile appeared as we hold our hands together. His hands cupped my face and slowly he leaned in and kissed me. I've never felt this good. I've never felt this happy. I have fallen in love. After all, I guess My mom was right in that one thing. Love does come at most unexpected moment.