Once More (( Darkstache))

good day

Wilfords pov:

After our little argument and having to put out a small fire you would think Dark would be exhausted enough to fall asleep right away.
Nope.

Not only did he outright refuse to sleep at a reasonable time, he also had never shared the bed with another person before so wouldn't let me anywhere near him.

It was 1 am by now.

"That's your side. This is mine."
I watched him grumble as he tucked a pillow inbetween us, separating what I thought would be cuddle time.

"..can't I at least hold your hand?"
I offer

" no." He stated bluntly

Despite this being quite hurtful too me as I was so used to cuddling with previous partners, you must always respect peoples personal boundaries and not guilt them into getting closer then anticipated.

" okay sweetheart..wake me up in the night if you need anything."
I lay down and face my back to him, incase me facing him could put him off sleeping altogether.

I hear him shuffle as he nestled under the covers besides me, letting out an exhausted huff.

It was blissful for an hour or so, the cold radiating off him setting a cool breezy temperature.
All was quiet and calm.
I was drifting in and out of sleep, wanting to check on my new partner but also becoming too fuzzied with sleep.

That was until I heard him shift under the covers quite suddenly, the crumples of the blankets sounding quite frantic

I turn to look at him, propping myself up with my arm.

His face was squeezed into a frown, almost a wince and his body was contorted into an uncomfortable position due to him clearly throwing himself around.

Beads of cold sweat had settled above his brow and his face was quite pale.

Poor mite was having a nightmare.

I assessed the situation at hand before taking action;
He looked like he was in pain, however it could just be fright.
He looked quite uncomfortable, although since he was asleep he could not notice.
He might just be hot although that doesnt counteract with the paleness of his face.

I need to wake him up, before this goes on much longer.
"..dark? Darling?"
I speak gently, placing one hand on his shoulder and gently rocking him.

Darks pov:

"..dark? Darling?"
William. I can hear him clear as day. A slight echo stretching out what hes saying but still, I'd know that accent anywhere.

Yet I can't see him. Nowhere in sight, not even a small blob in the distance.

It's not as if I would see him anyway. The room was black.
Now I don't mean painted black.
This isnt even a room. It's a state of mind.
A pause inbetween universes.

No floor, yet I'm not falling.
But my feet arent touching anything. Infact, when I look down it's just a drop without the actual drop, deeper black that shows theres more nothingness beneath me

And as I walk forward I feel nothing beneath my feet , but also nothing infront of me. Nothing besides me.

Theres nothing at all.

I doubt there is even air here, the more I pay attention to it. The more my lungs feel empty, yet so full

Theres nothing to feed my lungs.

Yet somehow something is clogging up my system, pausing my walking.

I gag and choke, the stinging clattering behind my throat and tears swelling up my eyes.

My lungs are stinging, pulsing, begging to breath but they are so restricted.

My legs refuse to walk as long as my lungs are choked. I trip to the ground despite the ground not being there.
It's not hard, not soft. It's nothing.

Tears are streaming down my face, seeping into my skin and making it sting with the salt.

Theres no sounds but my muffled gagging, desperation to breath clogging my head and causing a light headed spell.

" it's not fair, is it?"

The heat at the back of my throat is burning, reaching its way to my lungs and scratching them into painful stings.

I know that voice. I'd know it from anywhere.

Its quoting me, mocking me through the darkness.

Laughter rings through my ears, making my ear drums thump and curdle

" oh I wasn't expecting such a weak fight celine! "

I wished to correct him. I'm not your wife anymore. I'm not your friend. I'm neither. I dont go by those names any longer.

"Come on, with the both of you I was really expecting a lot more. But..I suppose when you combine two peoples weaknesses..you get an equally weak person."

Another ear thudding cackle.

My eyes begin to roll back, my throat getting more and more uncomfortable warm to the point it burnt.

I could feel the dizziness overwhelm my body , making me blank in and out of consciousness.

" Dark!"

I gasp in a sharp breath, the warmth around me shocking me back into where I was.

In bed. Safe.

The air leaving my lungs refreshing and calming . Despite being covered in uncomfortable cold sweat , it was brilliant to feel something

"..you okay bab?" A warm hand gently dabs a tissue against my forehead.

"..yes..I think so." I lean into Wilfords touch, happily welcoming his warmth.

" do you have nightmares often?"

I pause for a moment before answering. I dont want to embarrass myself with my undeniable nightmare problem.
But then again, communication is important.

"..yes.."

Wil let's out a sad sigh before leaning towards me an peppering my face in light kisses,

" perhaps you should go to the doctors love. These nightmares are good for you."

I scrunch my face up in disgust at the thought of needing help, especially from a doctor.

" no that won't be needed. I'm doing perfectly fine without one."

He pulls away, his eyes welled up with sadness and concern,

" please love. At least give the doctors a try for me?"

I would've stiffly said no to anyone else that asked, but he looked so genuinely concerned for my well being I couldn't bare to worry him any more.

"..fine."

Sorry I'm really bad with updating regularly lol