Your P.O.V.
"No....please no... Leave her alone! NOOOO!" I am jolted awake by malcolm screaming. I shoot up in bed and see him thrashing around, fighting against his restraints while tears are running down his face. "Malcolm! Malcolm hun wake up! You're okay!" I say while moving towards him to shake him awake. As i go to shake his shoulder his hand flies up and he hits me in the face. Hard. My head is flung to the side and i feel the spot stinging. Tears well up in my eyes because of the pain but i fight it. My main priority is to wake malcolm. "Malcolm!! Wake up please!" He lets out a heartbreaking cry. "(Y/n)! No please!!" He's cries harder now. I crawl across him to straddle his waist and i grab his arms before he could hit me again. "MALCOLM!!" He shoots up, almost head butting me. Once he notices me in front of him, he lunges himself at me and he grips onto me for dear life. "Woah hey, hey. Malcolm hunny, you're okay. It's okay." I feel him inhale deeply before sobbing into my shoulder.
Malcolm's P.O.V.
I feel (y/n) start rubbing my back and gently swaying us side to side. "Shh it's okay. We're okay. Deep breathe hun." I take a deep breathe in. 1.2.3.4. Shakely i breathe out. I take a couple more deep breaths before i finally have calmed down enough and i am left sniffling in her shoulder. "You okay now?" She asks and we pull away. I nod. "Y-yea. Better." I look at her and see a bruise is starting to form on her cheek. "(Y/n), what happened to your face?" I ask as i raise a hand to her cheek. She slightly flinches away from my hand. My heart drops. I hit her. Oh god i hit her. "Oh my god. I hit you. I- i'm so sorry. Let me get you some ice." I struggle to take off my restraints when (y/n) grabs my hands. "Malcolm, it's alright. You didn't mean to. It's not a big de-" "It is a big deal (y/n)! I hit you!" "But you didn't mean it!! It's okay. I'm fine. Don't worry." "But-" "No buts. All that matters is you and your terrors. Do you wanna talk about it?" "No." "That's okay. You don't have to. You will once you feel comfortable. But for now let's go have a nice relaxing bath." "That sounds nice." She gets up and heads to the bathroom, returning a couple mimutes later with a towel wrapped around her.
Your P.O.V.
He stands up from the bed and follows me back to the bathroom. Once we're in the room he strips and enters the tub. I put my towel on the hook and step into the tub, shutting off the water. I slowly sit down in between malcolms legs before relaxing back onto his chest. I close my eyes. "You were kidnapped." "Huh?" "The junkyard killer had taken you and once i found you, i was too late. He shot you right in front of me. I ran over to you and held you in my arms, trying to wake you. But you were gone." I feel his chest start to shake as he starts to cry again. "Aw malcolm." I turn around to face him, sitting on his lap and wrapping my legs around his waist as i hug him. "Hey malcolm. Look at me." He looks at me with broken and tired eyes, and my heart shatters. My baby is so broken and tired. He never gets any sleep. "Oh malcolm. I'm okay, i'm right here. No one will ever take me away from you. No one. I'm with you forever." I rest my head on his chest and we just sit like that, in the hot water. No words are spoken. Just silence. I pull away and look back up at malcolm. He looks at me. "I love you malcolm. We will get through this. Together." I lean in and kiss him gently on the lips. I pull away. "I love you too (y/n). Thank you for staying." "You're welcome." I smile. He yawns. "Right. Let's get back to bed." He smiles groggily at me. I unwrap my legs from him before getting out and wrapping myself in my towel. He gets out and drains the tub before grabbing his own towel. After drying off we put our pj's back on. We get into bed. I help him put on his restraints before snuggling up into his side. "I love you malcolm. Get some rest." "I love you too. Goodnight." "Goodnight." I close my eyes and we drift off back to sleep.
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A/N: ugh i'm sorry if this sucks. Let me know what you think! Thanks for reading!
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