CHAPTER 13 - FOREVER

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Listening to the pounding in Anxiety's chest intently, he placed his own hand to his chest.

Nothing.

"Hey, Anxiety?" 10-year-old Deceit asked softly, twisting his head up to look at the just as young Anxiety.

"Yeah Dee Dee?" he replied, continuing to stroke his hand through Deceit's sweat dampened hair.

"This is the third time this has happened." Deceit stated, looking back down at his hand as he clamped it shut and unclamped it again.

"They're just nightmares, Dee. Don't worry." Anxiety said softly, though Deceit knew that they scared them just as much as him when they happened.

"So... Why do you keep coming back here when it happens? I don't want to keep bothering you with—"

"No Dee." Anxiety said firmly, as he wrapped his arms around Deceit's middle.

"You aren't bothering me. I keep coming back because I know you need someone and I want to be that someone... Okay?"

He said the last part so quietly that Deceit almost missed it, but he knew that Anxiety was probably afraid of Deceit leaving him all by himself.

That was probably the only reason why he helped him anyway. He couldn't see why else Anxiety would want to be friends with him and help him through all of this.

However, instead of bringing up his doubts, he pushed them away to the back of his mind.

Quickly sitting up, he turned turned to Anxiety and grabbed his hands in his.

"Let's make a deal." he said, watching as Anxiety's face went from surprise to apprehension.

"Deal?" he asked, quiver clear in his voice.

Deceit nodded.

"You can stay in my room with me. That way, you won't need to wake up running every night. Then, once the nightmares stop, you can go back to your room."

Anxiety eyed him up and down before giving a small smile.

"Fine. But only if we add onto it that, no matter what, we will always be friends. Okay?"

Deceit gave him a toothy smile and nodded, unclasping Anxiety's hands from his grip and holding out one of his own to shake.

"Deal?"

Anxiety grinned and nodded, taking his hand.

"Deal."

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