wdw imagines/preferences

runner// daniel seavey

~your pov~

i wake up with beads of sweat on my forehead. i frantically try to turn on the light, failing miserably by falling out of my bed. i felt like everything was closing around me. i looked around and the room looked like i was in a small cube. i try to get up, but i fall, landing on my tail bone. i start hyperventilating and reach for my phone. i dial daniel's number and wait for him to pick up.

"hey, y/n. why are you calling me so late? are you okay?" he said in a tired voice.

"i-i need you h-here, danny. i c-can't breathe or see," i said while tears were streaming down my face.

"i'm on my way right now," he said while hanging up. about three minutes later, i heard my door open, which was weird, given the fact that daniel was fifteen minutes away from where i lived. the person that walked in through my door was none other than, y/ex/n. the last person i wanted to see after a nightmare. he walked towards me and i immediately shot up from the ground, trying to avoid any physical contact with him. he didn't say any words, but i didn't have to hear anything for me to know his intentions.

our past relationship was very abusive. he would always come home drunk and beat me up, accusing me of cheating on him, even though i never did. and if he wasn't beating me up, then he was verbally abusing me. when I met the why don't we boys, they welcomed me with open arms, and treated me as if I was their little sister. but daniel seavey treated me as if i was his one and only. to this day we have been dating for 3 years, and i couldn't have been any happier.

i dodge y/ex/n's attacks and run out my door. i sprint straight to their house, forgetting about the rain that was getting me soaked. when i was almost there, I saw daniel's car pull up into an alley way, blocking my path.

"hop in!" he yells while opening the door. i hop in his car, and he drives to his house.

"what were you doing outside?! you could've gotten kidnapped, or something worse!" daniel said with worry and concern in his voice.

"y/ex/n broke into m-my house," i say while trying to hold my tears in. his face softens and puts his hand on my lower thigh. when we reached the house, daniel rushed me inside and quickly put on my favorite sweatshirt of his and one of his sweatpants, looking at my eyes the whole time. once he finished, he lead me to his bed and held me close to his chest. i let out all of the tears that I had bottled up inside, and daniel kissed my forehead and cheeks over and over, soothing me. i, eventually, stopped crying, and he wiped my tears. he lifted up my chin and pressed his soft lips on mine, our lips moving in sync. we broke the kiss and moved closer to each other.

i felt safe, being in daniel's arms, knowing that he was never going to hurt me like how my past relationships have. i knew that i was going to be okay, no matter what happened.

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