Dancer Short Stories

emotions | sean x reader

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Tears.

That's all that kept falling.

I hugged my now tear stained pillow as I clutched it close to me. I couldn't stop crying. There was too much going on in my head that I felt like it had finally met its max.

My sobs were the only thing I could hear in my room other than my racing heart beat. I hated this feeling.

Vulnerability.

I screamed into my pillow for being so frustrated for being so damn emotional. I just wanted this emotions to end.

Suddenly I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist. I flinch but relaxed when I heard his voice.

"Babe.. I'm here." He whispered as he kissed my shoulder and cuddled me from behind.

I couldn't even turn to him nor speak to him. I was so weak.

"I love you." He whispers repeatedly as he holds me.

He rubs my arm while he holds my hand with his other and it slowly releases the tension in my body and mind. I take deep breaths as I try to recollect myself.

"You're going to be okay." He tells me as I feel the bed shift behind me.

He carefully turns me so I'm laying on my back and he was hovering above me. "You're going to okay," he repeats.

I choke a sob before nodding and pulling him into a needed hug.

He wraps his arms around me, securing me between them.

"I love you too." I managed to say. "Please stay.."

"I'm not going anywhere."