Not So Sweet Dreams (LAMS)(Fluff)

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Prompt Inspo: "needs a few minutes every morning to calm down after their bad dreams" (by tumblr user: happylilprompts) (thought I'd add that my story is only in the night though. My story was only inspired by this)

Artist: tumlbr user nonirikku

Warnings: None, really. There is references of abuse , so if you are easily triggered by that sort of thing, please do not read. It is very small, and not described very much at all, so it should be fine. Just want to make sure no one reads, not expecting it.

::THIRD PERSON POV::

John Laurens lay tossing and turning in his sleep. His nightly horrors had only gotten worse recently, and tonight was especially terrifying. Alexander woke up next to him, having been able to hear a small whimper. He was undoubtedly a very light sleeper. Investigating the source of the sound, Alexander glanced over at Laurens. He was trembling, tears rolling down his crestfallen face. Alex shook John gently, attempting to awake him from his nightmare.

"Jackie?" Alexander whispered, concern lacing his voice, as he nudged John's side. Laurens awakened with a fright, jumping up before realizing it was only Alexander. "Are you okay, love?" Alex sat up, wrapping his arms around John, and setting his chin on the other's shoulder.

John flinched at first, but then embraced Alexander tightly, tears still cascading down his face. Burying his head into the crook of Alexander's neck, Laurens tried to calm himself down. Alex aimlessly threaded his hand through the freckled boy's curly locks, waiting patiently until John was ready to talk about his latest terror. Unraveling himself from Alexander, John grasped his hand. He had finally managed to slow his rapid heartbeat and mustered up his remaining ounces courage.

"In my dream," John began, almost under a whisper, his voice still wavering and scratchy from his previous sobbing "you were uhm...." He trailed off, beginning to tremble once again.

Taking the hint, Alexander squeezed John's hand in reassurance. "Take your time sweetheart."

"Well, there was Herc, Laff, " John paused, trying to once again stop the shaking that consumed his body "and you. We were at Herc's house. One moment I was sitting on the couch, watching Toy Story with you, but then Herc stepped into the room. H-he, maybe, sorta kinda," Tears once again began to well up in Laurens' eyes. "grabbed my hair a-and yanked me from my place next to you. After that, you just kind of watched when Herc s-slapped me. Laff joined in, k-kicking m-my shin, almost causing me to double-over in pain. B-but then y-you, you came over. For a moment, I believed it was over, that you had come to save me. B-but then...." John broke into sobs, once again collapsing into Alexander.

Alex traced patterns on the slightly older man's back, humming slightly, trying to soothe John's current state of hysteria. "It's okay; you're awake now. You know the guys and me would never do that to you. Everything will be okay, love."

For a long while, they just sat there, listening to the sound of each other's breathing. They were entangled between each other's limbs, so close it felt as if their heartbeats became one.

"I love you, Al." Laurens murmured, still clutching the back of Alex's shirt.

"I love you too, Jack." Alexander pulled them both back into a laying position on the bed, though they still stayed snuggled close together. Alex watched as John's eyes fluttered closed, falling asleep almost instantly. He stayed up for another half hour, making sure John didn't slip into another nightmare, but Laurens had fallen into slumber with a small smile that made Alexander's heart do backflips.

For the rest of the night, Laurens only dreamed of sweet memories and faraway fantasies.



Sorry if this was too short, or if the story wasn't good. This is my first experience writing any sort of fanfiction, so any constructive criticism/feedback is welcome! (I will try to use prompts that allow me to show their character more, but I wanted to start off with something sort of innocentish) ( I also know I said no abuse of any kind, but I made an exception, since it is my book, and it was just a dream. I also tried not to get too into it.)

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