ｃｈｉｌｌ - Boyf Riends One Shots

Breathe Once For Yes, Dont Breathe For No [2/2]

The first part went down a treat so here's part two!
This WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS to Stranger Things season 1. If you haven't watched it I would totally recommend

AND I slightly bent Stranger Things logic for storytelling purposes don't yell at me

Final note, for those who haven't seen Stranger Things, up above is a clip of a character in a sensory deprivation tank. This is what she sees when she tries to contact Will in the 'upside-down'
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"Do you really want to do this, Micheal?"

Three and a half weeks ago, Jeremy Heere vanished on his way home from his friends house. Two weeks later, he spoke to his boyfriend through the wall.
Micheal still wakes up at night, in a cold sweat, thinking of that moment.

"It's like home. Our home. But dark, and scary. I'm so scared Micha. I-I just wanna come home"

A large kiddies pool sits in the middle of the gym. Water at the perfect temperature, enough salt in the water to make an egg float.
Micheal turns the duck taped covered goggles in his hands.

"I'm gonna get you home, you just need to hang in there a bit longer"

"I promised him that I'd find him" Micheal mutters.

The water is lukewarm around his knees. The goggles block out all light, leaving him in darkness. Rich and Chloe hold his arms, gently lowering him into the water, fully closed. Brooke slips on her own goggles, Jake and Christine leading her into the pool.
         No one will say it, but no one is sure if this'll work. Sure, the science supports it. A sensory deprivation tank. The pair float on the water in pure darkness, tightly holding hands.

Brooke has always had . . . a sixth sense. She can tell when people are lying, perfectly read their moods, even predict what's going to happen. But this . . . is extreme. To jump to a whole new world, a dark world. To find Jeremy. To take Micheal with her.

The small crowd hush into a silence, leaving only heartbeat in Micheals ears.

"I can't. There's......there's something in here. It's coming for me, Micheal"

He scrunches his eyes tight. But when he opens them, he's standing up.

He's . . . in a dark room. A thin layer of water is on the ground. He looks around, each of his movements seeming to echo around him.
"Brooke?" His voice echoes and distorts into nothing.

A warm force holds his hand. No ones there, but he can feel Brooke. He's found her. Now he needs to find Jeremy. He looks around, searching for anything. But he's only greeted with darkness.

Until, he spots his couch? From his basement? Not from the house that him and Jeremy share, but from his house from high school. The basement where him and Jeremy played AOTD. Where they got high. Where they had their first kiss.

He can see the stained fabric from twenty yards away. He walks towards the back of the couch, his feet splashing gently against the thin layer of water. The twenty second journey seems to take an eternity. He's only about six feet away when he hears it.

"Say there's this person you pass in the hall everyday"

A soft, shaking voice sings the words gently.