Il libro di Jaylos

Carlos is Scared of Storms

taken from: orphan_account on Ao3
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It was dark, loud, late, and overall terrifying for one, Carlos de Vil. Thunderstorms have always scared the black and white haired boy, the loud thunder reminded him of when his mother was mad and would stomp around and throw things. Currently, he was wrapped in blankets, sitting on his bed and shivering, trying not to wake up his sleeping roommate, Jay. At a particularly loud boom of thunder, he let out an involuntary shriek. Jay, being a relatively light sleeper, woke up looking around for the source of the noise.

Carlos, not wanting Jay to see him scared of the storm, laid down and tried to pretend to sleep, still shivering. Jay, not falling for it, got up and walked over to Carlos's bed. Noticing the shivering male, he put a comforting hand on his arm. At that moment, another loud burst of thunder went off and the smaller male, yelped before curling up and whimpering. Jay, furrowing his brows in concern, continued to rub the young De Vil's arm asking, "What's wrong Carlos?"

Carlos, sat up, still shaking. He avoided looking at Jay and brought his knees up to his chest. "J-Just scared of the storm..." He trailed off and messed with his pajama sleeves.

Jay wrapped his arms around him. "Don't worry Carlos, the big bad Jay's gonna keep you safe."

Carlos leaned on him and looked up at him, "Promise?"

Jay smiled at him, "Promise."

Still curled up in Jay's side, Carlos slowly drifted off. Once Jay was sure that Carlos was asleep, he laid down on the bed, bringing Carlos with him. Smiling to himself, Jay soon drifted off as well, wondering what he did to deserve someone as kind and wonderful as Carlos de Vil.