*Chapter 6*

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(Y/N POV)
As I stared at my (insert fave color) walls and my (insert favorite singer, band, tv show, ETC.) poster, I slowly started to drift asleep.
~TIME SKIP~
I woke up sweating around midnight. Fuck another nightmare I thought to myself. And yes I still have nightmares. Since Kirishima has left, maybe I could go in their with Katsuki? If he would let me... When we were 4 I would always sleep with my brother if I had nightmares... Mainly because it was his fault I had nightmares as a little kid, because one time he got really mad at me and used his explosions on me and hurt me really bad. I still have a large scar on my back. I had nightmares about it until I was like 7. And this time i had a nightmare about my recent attempt at suicide, so I could use the same excuse I used when we were four... That it was his fault... But I know he would get really mad if I used that excuse again... And I would feel really guilty if I said that it was his fault... After about 10-15 minutes of thinking I decided to get up and walk to his room. I opened the door slowly and walked in. I closed it behind me and tiptoed to his bed. I sat on it and laid down. I got under the covers and fell asleep.
~TIME SKIP TO MORNING~
"WHAT THE HELL" I heard the familiar yelling from my brother. "SHUT THE FUCK UP KATSUKI!" I heard my mother screech from her room. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED IN MY ROOM!?" He yelled pushing me of the bed. "Nightmares," I said quietly. He looked at me with a sympathetic, and sarcastic, look. We both took it seriously when one of us had nightmares. I honestly don't know why, we just have. If he had nightmares then he would sleep with me and vice versa. It's just something we've always did. I got up and walked silently to the kitchen. I'm gonna be nice and make the whole family breakfast! I looked through the cabinets and the fridge and couldn't find anything good to eat. I sat down on the couch, feeling like an idiot because of my recent defeat, when I heard my phone start to ring. Great human interaction! Just what I need..! I thought to myself as I rolled my eyes. I picked up my phone and answered the call, not even bothering to see who was calling. "Hello..?" I said in a half asleep drowsy voice. "Hey. Is this Y/N?" I heard a familiar voice say. It was Sero. "Yes it's Y/N! ITS MY PHONE YA IDIOT!" I yelled into my phone. "SHUT UP
Y/N! IM TRYING TO SLEEP!" I heard my mother yell once again. "Sorry!!" I yelled back at her. That's when I heard a very familiar sound in the background of the call. It was Denki. Brain Dead Denki.
I suddenly knew why Sero called me. "So, Y/N, I need help handling this thing that is currently in my house," I heard Sero say trying to sound calm. "Sorry can't help ya bye!" I said quickly. "WAIT-" I pressed the hang up button. I put my phone down and started laughing. Katsuki came down a few minutes later and I was still laughing. "Why the hell are you laughing?" He said glaring at me. I continued laughing. He started to laugh a tiny bit to. Pretty soon he was laughing just as hard as me, and he didn't even know what was so funny. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU KIDS LAUGHING AT?!" Our mother yelled as she walked down the stairs. "I... Dont..! *laughs* even! *laughs* knoowwww~~~ *starts laughing even harder*" I said in between laughs. Soon she started to laugh to. Soon she was laughing just as hard as me and my brother were. All three of us, just standing there in the living room laughing so fucking hard that none of us could breath. We stayed there for- Actually i dont know how long we stayed there. All i know is that today was the happiest I have been in a WHILE.

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Soooo sorry i havent been posting hehehe, basically i got my phone taken away. But anyway hErEs A cHaPtEr MaInlY jUsT fOr FaMiLy MoMeNtS. Welp, ima work on the rest of my stories so baiiiii!
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