~Short Author's Note~
(it me, Jessie)
Okay, this is going to be the first one shot in a collection of one-shots that I'm writing wih one of my absolute favorite people in this fandom, kingtroye :) We'll be taking requests, but PLEASE message them to either of us, not leave them in the comments! But that's all for now, Dubai! :)
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Sleep Terrors and Late Night Comfort
Troye's P.O.V
I woke with a start, shuddering, my heart pumping violently in my chest, and my lungs screaming for air. I lie there dazed, gasping for breath, sweaty limbs tangled in the sheets and head spinning, trying to pull myself together. It had been another nightmare. I didn't even remember what it was about, but it had left me terrified.
Tilly, I thought, my mind grasping onto the name like a boat that needed an anchor. Tyler would help me calm down, he always knew what to do. I threw a glance at the clock, then grimaced seeing how late it was. I doubted that he would be up at 3 a.m., but I had to try... I needed him.
I rolled out of bed, my legs shaking, and threw on a shirt, making my way out of my hotel room and up to Tyler's, just five away from my own. I hesitated, but knocked on the door lightly, waiting a few moments and then knocking slightly louder.
I heard shuffling coming from inside, and the click of a light turning on. Not long after that, Tyler opened the door. I had obviously woken him up; he was in his pajamas, his glasses off and his lilac hair sticking up in random places.
Tyler knew something was off, because the second he looked at me, the space between his eyebrows furrowed, making them meet, and his sleep roughened voice asked,"Troye Boy, what's wrong?"
My eyed immmediately welled up: with the aftershocks of the dream still going through my head and his simple yet caring words... it was overwhelming. I started to full on cry in front of him.
I started to say I was sorry, tell him to forget about it and walk away when he took me in his arms and hugged me. Not just a hug, but a hug. He put one arm around my waist, brought the other around to cradle my head and pulled me into him like he would never let me go. I rested my head in the crook of his neck, sliding my arms around his waist and holding him just as tight.
We stood there like that, locked in each other's embrace. He didn't talk, he just rubbed soothing circles inbetween my shoulder blades and slowly ran his fingers through my hair until my ragged breathing calmed and my tears stopped. Tyler gently pulled back, and his hand cupped my cheek while his thumb wiped away left over tears.
"You're staying with me tonight, no exceptions," he told me softly, and I didn't argue, because...well, I wanted to stay.
He wound his fingers through mine and lead me into his room, which was almost if not identical to mine. He let go of my hand and plopped down onto the bed, looking at me with a goofy grin plastered to his face. "Well," he said expectantly, "Aren't you going to join me?"
I was shocked for a split second, but then I grinned and said "Watch out!", jumping on the bed and making Tyler squeal. I landed slightly on top of Tyler, and he pushed me off right away. "HEY! I said you could sleep with me, not on me."
I moved over so Tyler could have his space. He leaned over and turned off the lamp on his table. I couldn't sleep so I looked at the ceiling in his room, it was the same as mine. I tried with all my strength to go to sleep, but all I could think about was my nightmare. Just the thought of it made me scared. I tossed and turned for a while, the minutes felt like hours.
I finally gave up. "Tyler?" I whispered. "Tilly, you still awake?". He turned around so I could see him. He have me that look that said 'Really?'.
"Troye, how do you expect me to sleep with you flipping over like a pancake every five seconds?" He asked, at first I thought he was kidding. He was dead serious. "Sorry." I mumbled. "It's just that I can't sleep with all of this on my mind."
He looked and me for a second with concern in his eyes. I couldn't hold it back anymore, I started crying again, the slow tears rolling down my cheeks. Tyler pulled me in for a hug, holding me in his arms, and for the first time since our first hug, I felt safe and protected, like nothing could hurt me.
He pulled out of the hug and held onto my shoulders. "You okay Sivan?" he asked. I nodded, he held my shoulders and looked into my eyes. "Do you want to watch a movie, to help clear your mind?" He asked in a smooth, slow voice. I quickly nodded, I wanted anything to take my mind off of these dreams.
He reached over to his bedside table and grabbed his laptop, turning it on. "What do you want to watch?" he asked, keeping his voice low. I shrugged my shoulders, I didn't really care. "Is Frozen okay? I have the DVD right here." I nodded, I would never say no to Frozen.
The movie began to play, though I wasn't really paying attention; I was concentrating on Tyler mouthing all the words to every song. He had the laptop on his stomach so I put my head between his chest and his shoulder, inhaling his scent and nuzzling into him. He shifted so his arm was around me, and I slowly fell asleep listening to the movie and the beat of Tyler's heart.
