Snowflakes (King Dice x Depressed! Reader) OLD

Night Night

⚠️Feels Warning: this chapter discusses the topic of death, if you're disturbed by this then I suggest you skip this one, partner⚠️ I also love this song

//Your POV//

This morning I woke up with a slight chill.

That chill grew into the feeling of frostbite.

I got up and stretched, craning my back in the process.

I looked at my phone, dead of course, when I don't want it to be.

I hooked it up to my cord and the outlet and it began to charge.

I looked out my window to see at least 6 inches of snow out there.

'Dice definitely had to take off from work,' I thought to myself.

I wished it was spring, I mean-snow is like the most boring thing but, I was also not excited for spring for one particular reason; the anniversary of Charlie's death.

'Damn, I forgot how many years it was, 2? 3? Pretty sure it was 2. I've tried to remember but something in my head has been making me forget,' I mused.

I sighed and sat back in my bed.

My whole body is obviously still sore from two fucking months of abuse from that asshole.

I'm so fucking glad he's in jail.

What a bastard he was.

I heard footsteps from outside my door.

They stopped, and then walked down the hall.

'Probably Dice, he'll be trying to give me space, I bet.'

I cringed a bit, and soon let out a cough muffled by the sleeve of my shirt.

The coughing soon turned into hacking.

The hacking soon turned into choking.

'Am I going to die this time? I mean- what do I really have to live for?' I thought for split second until, Dice's face popped up in my head.

'Oh yeah, that's why,' I internally sighed.

Dice bursted in on cue when he must've heard me coughing.

"Y/n! Are you alright?" He asked as he patted my back.

"You really think *cough* I would be able to answer you *cough* while coughing?" I croaked between coughing.

"Jeez, be a bit more happy I came to save ya from choking on your own coughs," He sighed.

"Tch. My hero," I rolled my eyes, mockingly.

I moved my eyes to the floor and frowned.

Charlie's still on my mind.

"Hey. You know I was joking, right?" Dice asked.

"Yeah, I know, Sorry I was being moody," I apologized.

"No need to apologize," Dice Said sitting on the edge of my bed.

He said something else but I zoned out of it.

I was lost in my thoughts and I didn't want to get out, like in school, I wish I never left school because I would always stow away in the library and read.

Reading was and still is a comfort zone for me and kept me sane between my school bullies and parents.

(oml that's so me)

"Are You even listening?!" Dice snapped me out of my daze.

"Not a word," I chuckled.

He put his hand on my forehead,
"Looks like you have a fever,"

"Well shit," I laughed faintly.

"I'm going to let you rest until I finish breakfast," Dice told me as he left my room.

"*Yawn* I guess I could sleep in a bit more," I yawned to myself.

Before I fell asleep, I heard words in my head  that brought tears to my eyes, something that Charlie would say before going to bed.

"Night Night,"

~Edited: Originally Published February 20th, 2018~