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hold me in the storm - branjie ♡

theres a storm approaching, and brooke lynn is purely terrified. luckily vanjie is there to keep her promise: to hold brooke through a storm. part two of the "hold me in the..." branjie series. tw for panic attacks and a phobia of storms.

it was around 9:30 at night, rain tapped on the window of brooke and vanjies shared apartment. vanjie was out at the moment, buying some snacks for their highly anticipated friday movie night. the rain began to gradually get faster, beating down with quite a force that sent a shiver down brookes spine. she hated storms, she always hated the unexpectedness of the lightning and the deafening crash of the thunder.

out of bad habit and paranoia, she anxiously tapped away at her phone, trying to load the weather app. and sure enough, written in front of her, the app give an amber warning for thunderstorms around the area. it was advised to stay inside.

brookes first instinct was to message vanjie.

twinkle toes: please hurry home, storm is coming read 9:36pm

brooke quickly ran upstairs gathering blankets, pillows and a stack of dvds before returning back to her seat on the sofa. then, all of a sudden, she heard it.

the gut-wrenching sound of thunder that made her whimper and clutch the covers tighter.

where the fuck are you vanj? she though impatiently. almost on cue, the front door swung open and vanjie shot in, carrying bags almost as big as her and letting out a stream of apologies for not getting here sooner. brooke lynn rose from her seat, still clutching the blanket, and put a calming hand on vanjies shoulder.

"its okay, im just glad your here now," she said sweetly.

"you get a movie on and ill preep-prepe- ill make the snacks" vanjie stuttered as brooke giggled over her mispronunciation of "prepare".

brooke choose a disc from the f.r.i.e.n.d.s box set they owned and settled into her little blanket fort. vanjie made her way in holding a selection of stuff in her arms: cookies, popcorn, chips and two cups of water. she knew alcohol would just heighten brookes nerves and that was the last thing that she wanted.

just as vanjie sat down another boom of thunder sounded, sending the older queen to bury herself even further into the mound of quilt and cushions. vanjie carefully coaxed her out, letting her get comfy in her new position on her knee, and she relaxed immensely.

around an hour later, the storm was getting a lot worse and so was brooke. every clap of thunder sent her shaking and whimpering and it was even worse when it was lightning.

every so often vanjie would lose her to the storm, brookes eyes would go wide and glossy and her lip was slowly being impaled by her teeth. vanjie didnt really know who to react, so she just continued to mumble sweet nothings in brookes ear whilst playing with her hair.

all this was working, until now when every strike was more frequent and violent than the one before. vanjie was at a loss, even her jokes werent helping in this situation.

a lesser known secret was that vanjie had the singing voice of an angel, but was very self conscious about it. but, desperate times call for desperate measures.

an even lesser known secret was that vanjie liked one direction.

soon enough, the room was filled with vanjies voice and brooke had calmed.

oh I will carry you over
fire and water for your love
and I will hold you closer
hope your heart is strong enough
when the night is coming down on you
we will find a way through the dark

that night, brooke focused on vanjies voice instead of the raging storm outside and fell asleep peacefully.

brooke was vanjies light in the dark, and vanjie was brookes guiding voice in the thunder, always there to hold eachother through the dark and stormy nights ahead,

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words: 666 (ooh scary)

hey guys! this is the last part to the series, i hope you all enjoyed it. please send in requests!

-A ♡