The bed felt oddly cool as I slowly rose up from a deep sleep. The warmth I expected from a bed of two was just that: an expectation.
I looked out at the sheets before me to see my boyfriend before me. I hoped to see him sleeping peacefully after that long, rough time on the road. I wanted to see how the faint moonlight lit up his sharp features and highlighted the ease seeping into his skin. However, it was not like that.
My poor baby was lost in his head, stuck in that quicksand pit. At least he didn't struggle, but I wish he did. That would mean less suffering for his soul and a quicker release into his future.
Like an ocean storm, his eyes were far from land, swirling with a thousand disgusting words all carried by the wind that ripped up the water and threw it at his subconscious. He was drowning himself with the storm he let in. I cannot let him go like this.
"Baby," I whispered to him.
All he did was turn his head and gave me the most sickening look I have ever seen. His face was emotionless, his body limp, but his eyes pleaded for death, for life, for closure, and for his survival through it all and more. Yet his eyes said nothing but, 'I love you'.
I gripped his arm and tugged him close. He gladly rolled onto his side and wrapped his arm around my torso. His grip was so tight I could barely breathe, but I spoke nothing of it.
My hands went to work on soothing him. My dominant hand worked through his hair while my non-dominant hand rubbed circles in his back.
To my dismay sobs slowly fell out of him. Each round my hand completed on his back increased the cry.
A firm kiss is what I pressed to the top of his head when I removed my hand from his hair. A kiss that I hope took his pain and placed it into my mind and gave him all my happiness. It didn't work like that, though.
A time I'm unsure of is when the sobs ceased.
He laid in my chest now, latched on to me like I would leave him to his own demise at any given moment. Little did he know I would never think to leave him, even at his best, event at his worst.
"I love you, and that's all that matters."
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Band Imagines
Fanfiction• Cover photo: @riyuskki • I write long imagines for bands I like. Requests are open. I can get them done much faster if you require a song to go alone with it.
