"Travis?" Zane asked to gather the attention of the other. The white-haired male turns to face Zane, holding a look on his face that indicated he was ready to listen. "I heard there was a thunderstorm tonight."
"Yeah, I heard so too," Travis stated, wondering where this was leading.
"Well... I'm not a big fan of storms..." Zane mumbles, his voice getting softer, losing its normal sharp, sarcastic tone.
The first boom of thunder breaks the silence. Zane jumps nearly three feet. Neither talking, Travis opens his arms and motions for Zane to come over to him.
"You're okay," Travis whispers once Zane is in his arms. The white-haired male brings them both over to the bed and lays them down. Hopefully, Zane would fall asleep before he could encounter much more of the storm.
Just when Travis thought that Zane was almost asleep, another crash of thunder broke the peaceful silence. Zane jumped and snuggled farther into Travis, whimpering softly.
Travis pet back Zane's hair, doing his best to lull the younger male to sleep. Leaning into the touch, Zane began to calm down.
Sleep eventually drags Zane in. Travis stays awake, making sure that Zane was truly asleep.
Two hours pass and the storm was beginning to subside. Travis almost fell asleep himself but there was a knock on the door. He glanced over. The door opened to reveal Garroth. He looked rather angry.
"We need to talk," Garroth states, motioning for Travis to come outside.
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Save Me From Myself - Zanvis (ON HOLD)
FanfictionDepression is a terrible thing. Zane had to learn that the hard way. It overtook his life. He was starting to fade away. That was until Travis stumbled into his life and changed everything. There are some heavy subjects in this story, just want t...
