Void (Boyxboy)

Night Terrors

Echo's P.O.V

I awoke suddenly, sitting up in bed and reaching for the lamp. I felt the tight embrace of Alex around my waist, as he to sat up and turned on his own light. I felt warm tears wetting my face as he hugged me to his chest.

"Shh, it's ok. Deep breathes."

I couldn't

"It's ok. Just calm down."

It wouldn't stop.

He placed a kiss on my forehead, then each cheek. My rapid breathing began to slow and he pulled my closer to him.
I was shivering and small hiccups came out of my mouth.

"What's wrong baby, you gotta talk to me" My heart did a flip, which didn't help calm me. I just nuzzled my way further into his chest, trying to block out everything. He let out a small chuckle and an "ok" before laying back in bed, me tucked into his chest.

I heard the light click off, and he mumbled "We'll talk about this in the morning." Soon after, his breath evened out, and I was finally alone. I didn't want to talk about what I saw. I didn't want to think about it, but the dreams wouldn't let me sleep. So I laid against Alex' chest, trying with all my will to fall asleep. Nothing.

More tears dripped onto his shirt, but I didn't make a sound. Alex didn't need to fuss over me every second, I couldn't do that to him.

I did fall asleep eventually, as the sun was rising and Alex was getting up to prepare. The loss of his warmth caused me to stir, but he ran a hand through my hair slowing.

"It's ok, Little One. You can rest." His voice lulled me back to sleep, and the images of blood and terror didn't return.

Alex's P.O.V

I stumbled down the stairs, running a hand through my hair. Callix met me at the bottom, greeting me with a 'good morning' before she escaped to the kitchen. I got a cup of coffee and sat at the table we ate at last night.

I knew Echo wouldn't tell me what happened. He rejected my help even thought he yearned for it. I could read him better than a book, and I was determined to help.

It was an hour later when he came into the dining room. I hadn't done much with my time, just sitting in peaceful silence. He went to grab a chair, but I pulled him into my lap. The after effects of sleep were still heavy in his mind, and he wasn't 100% conscious.

He straddled my lap with his head in the crook of my neck, right where he belonged. It was still early, only 6. We were to meet at 8, so me and him would have a little bit of alone time.

"Are you hungry?" He have a little nod, and I handed him a muffin I'd grabbed earlier. He took small nibbles, looking like an innocent child. My heart swelled.

I leaned in and kissed his nose, causing him to blush. I smiled and he continued eating.

I liked this. I liked having him safe in my arms, and it would remain that way at any cost. Now that I had him, I couldn't lose him.

I just had to figure out what was going on in his little head, and everything would be perfect.

As perfect as it could be.

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~Danielle