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★ | 180. just a dream, nightmare on elm street

Book: Male Reader Imagines, Multifandom
Chapter 180: Just A Dream, Nightmare On Elm Street
Word Count: 1003

[name] scaled his way up the side of the house, using the strength in his legs and arms to grip onto the vines and pulling himself up. He reached the window a few seconds later and since the window was already open, he climbed straight through.

The first thing he saw was Glen, laying on the bed with his back facing him and headphones covering his ears. He walked over to the bed and sat down, putting his arm around his waist and digging his face into his neck.

With a startled shout, Glen jumped back, the headphones getting ripped off his ears and his eyes wide with fear. "[name]? What the - You scared the hell out of me." He reached over and punched him in the shoulder. "You dick."

"What? I can't come over and visit my boyfriend?" [name] responded with a sneaky smile. "Besides, you said you weren't sleeping well so I thought I could sleep over and that would make you get a good nights rest."

"That's really sweet." Glen smiled, putting his hand on the back of his neck and pulling him into a short kiss. "What if my dad comes in and sees us?"

"He won't. I'll be gone before he's awake." [name] said, hoping that would calm his nerves a bit. Having his dad walk in could possibly be the worst situation that could happen. People weren't excepting of same sex couples and [name] didn't know if he and Glen would ever be able to come out and that was something they both just had to accept.

Glen nodded and laid back down, letting himself rest his head on his boyfriends chest and putting a hand over the top of his heart. The back of Glen's crop top rode up and [name] put his hand on the exposed skin.

"I love it when you wear those. It's so sexy." He spoke in a low voice.

"I know." Glen replied with a chuckle. "That's why I'm wearing it." There was a silence for a few moments. "I really appreciate you coming over. Sleeping has been hell."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Glen furrowed his eyebrows and stilled all of his movements. "It's just... it's the same thing... every time. The burned guy with the knives for fingers. Every time I dream he gets closer and closer." He pursed his lips and tilted his head up to look into [name]'s eyes. "I'm - I'm so scared the next time I sleep he'll be able to reach me."

[name] waited until he finished talking before he spoke, "there just nightmares, Glen. Even if he does reach you, nothing is going to happen. He can't hurt you."

"How do you explain that Tina was having the same dreams of the man and she's dead? Nancy is having them to. That can't be a coincidence." Glen was now sat up, feeling his heart start to beat faster as the image of the man filled his head.

"So, what are you saying? That Tina was killed in her dreams? Come on, Glen. That's crazy." [name] refused to believe it. The supernatural doesn't exist and it wasn't possible to murder someone in their sleep. "Rod did it. There's nothing weird about it."

Glen frowned, a little hurt that [name] didn't believe him. He sighed and turned around, wrapping his arms around his knees and resting his chin on top. "Right..." He mumbled.

[name] sat up behind him, scooting closer to me. "Hey... don't be upset. Everything is going to be fine. Tomorrow, you'll wake up in my arms and see there was absolutely nothing to worry about. Trust me." He wrapped his arms around Glen and pulled him back down, hovering over him. "How about you let me distract you?"

"Yeah, no. As much as I would love to. You know I can't be quiet and my dad is just down the hall."

"I'm sure I could fine someway to keep you quiet." [name] smirked and grabbed Glen's legs, grinding his crotch down.

Glen bit his lip, wishing they could continue. "Not risking it."

[name] stopped his movements and pouted. "Fine. I can grow some patience."

A few minutes later after a couple more words spoken, the two founds themselves wrapped up in each other again and Glen tried to get to sleep without feeling the fear he usually felt.

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The sound of a scream and the bed moving made [name] wake straight back up and he jumped up, gasping in shock when he saw Glen reaching out for him, already half sunk into the bed.

"Help me! Please! [name]!" Glen begged, tears coming from his eyes as the pressure got harder and he was being pulled more down.

He jumped back onto the bed, grabbing onto Glen's hands tightly and using all his strength to try and pull him back but his efforts were useless, Glen's hands fell from his and he disappeared into the bed. "Glen! No!"

His heart was beating erratically and he didn't know what to do. He was hoping he was dreaming and he would wake up tomorrow how he had originally planned. A fountain of blood came spewing out of the bed and [name] fell back on his ass, the blood coating him as if it were his second skin.

"No, no, no, no, no." He chanted, rocking back and forth. This couldn't be happening. "I'm dreaming. This is just a dream." He tugged at his hair, feeling pain in his scalp. "This isn't real. He isn't dead. Please don't be dead." He begged.

The bedroom door slammed open and Glen's father stood in the entry way with a look of horror, scanning his eyes around the room before they landed on the half naked boy in the middle of the room.

"What did you do?! Where is my son?!"

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