*Listen to: Jet Black Heart - 5 Seconds of Summer*
Word Count: 915
My body was pressed against the boy that I cared so much about. Stiles has been having constant nightmares since he sacrificed himself to save his father from Ms. Blake. Deaton warned us that they will be coming back with a darkness in their hearts. No one was prepared for how dark it would be. Stiles has been having the hardest time adjusting. Since his nightmares were growing more frequent he asked me if I could spend the night. Being the best girlfriend ever I agreed. Of course the idea of lying in bed with my boyfriend was an added bonus. My arms were wrapped around his tall frame as he had his back to my front. I found it so endearing that he preferred to be the little spoon.
I glanced over towards his alarm clock on his night stand. It read 3:00a.m. and knew I was going to regret staying awake on a school night. The sleeping boy beside me made it worth it. I sat up on my elbow as I lightly brushed my fingers through his hair. A small sigh passed his lips as his hand gripped mine tighter. I softly planted a small kiss to his cheek as I leaned my head against his. My eyes were slowly closing ready to drift into a deep sleep but then he started mumbling.
"No, please. Please leave her alone. Y/N, no run." He kept pleading in his sleep as his eyes screwed shut.
I sat up a bit as I brushed his hair from his sweaty forehead, "Shh, Stiles baby it's okay. I'm here."
I placed gentle kisses to his shoulder to calm him but it wasn't helping. My heart ached seeing how much he was struggling. I had no idea how intense his nightmares were until now. His head was rocking side to side as his hands were tightly gripping the sheets.
"No! Please!" He soon started shouting and started thrashing around.
My hands grabbed his trying to keep them pinned down since he started punching the air. I started to panic at the sight of him screaming, "Stiles wake up! Listen to me. I'm here. You are okay!"
His screaming grew louder. Tears started to run down his pale cheeks. In a quick moment his body sat up, eyes wide open, and his screams echoing throughout the room. He tried to fight me off as he kept screaming looking out in front of him.
I panicked not knowing what to do exactly. I got up and knelt in front of him. My hands gripped the sides of his face as I forced him to look at me, "Baby look at me. You are okay. You are safe."
He finally snapped out of it as his eyes wandered around his room. He was completely out of breath, "Y/N," he began to speak as he rubbed his eyes, "it felt so real. I thought it was real." He mumbled and his body began trembling.
I pulled him close as I held him, "Shh it's okay. Look at me." I tilted his face up towards me as I kissed his slightly chapped lips. I could taste his salty tears as he kissed me back. I pulled back as I stared deep into his honey colored eyes, "Do you want to talk about it?"
He wiped his sweaty palms on his blue plaid pajama pants and then scooted back to lean against his bedroom wall. His hands reached out for me and I instantly moved towards him. I leaned my body in between his legs as I rested against him. He placed a loving kiss to the top of my head as his arms circled around me.
He took a deep breath and then explained his dream, "You were in my dream and it felt so real. We were at school and the next minute we were in a garden covered in snow. The snow was so bright that it didn't hide the bright red that was scattered across the floor. I followed the trail and you were laying on the ground. Someone was standing above you and that someone was me. But then again it wasn't. He was evil and he held a sword in his hand. He had this mischievous smirk painted on his lips. You were crying underneath him while holding your injured shoulder." His voice cracked from the memory but he continued, "You were begging for me to save you but then he pushed the blade into your stomach. I watched the life leave your eyes."
I was shocked to find out about his nightmare and I couldn't help but turn around to face him. He was surprised by my sudden movements but then relaxed. His legs were stretched out in front of him as I straddled his thighs. His hand instinctively placed themselves on my hips. My hands rubbed themselves up his torso.
I looked into his eyes as I placed a kiss on his nose. I leaned my forehead against his, "Nothing will happen to me. Nothing will happen to you. You hear me?" I watched as he gave a slow nod, "I love you so much."
He gave me another loving smile as he hugged me into him. We just sat there listening to each other's breathing. Little did we know about the danger that was to come.
~ Written on March 11, 2018 ~
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