My Inner Demons ~ Oneshots & Preferences

💜~Mornings~💜

Rhys x Reader

Relationship: Dating

Setting: Ava's Apartment

Second Person PoV

(Y/n) - Your name

(H/l) - Hair length

(H/c) - Hair color

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        You awoke one morning to the sound of heavy rain against your windows, only made visible by the lights of the city that contrasted the inky black sky. The time read 4:17 on the clock, barely an hour since the last time you woke, and just about three from the first waking. It seemed like you couldn't shake the insomnia this time.

        You stare up at the ceiling above you, blankly, trying to find some remaining sleep in your eyes to drag you back to dream world. The few minutes that passed felt like hours. The relaxing white noise of the rain settles down, leaving no remnants besides the water speckled on streets and windows. You close your eyes, silently pleading for it to stay, but the rain drops cease to fall and leave you to lie awake in an empty silence. Although, it's only then, that you catch the glint of a violet color in the corner of your eye.

        You roll over fully to find your dearest boyfriend, Rhys, wide awake and staring at you. There's an almost distraught expression on his face that you can just barely make out in the darkness of the room.

        "What are you doing, love?" Your voice comes out in a whisper, trying to maintain the quiet in the apartment.

        Rhys props himself up on one arm, not breaking eye contact for a second. "You keep waking up." His voice is quiet too, but still filled to the brim with his usual soft, loving tone. "I was worried. You're not having nightmares are you?" Even in the darkness, you can still see the concern written all over his face.

        You shake your head. "I'm okay, Rhys. Waking up a little at night is normal. I'll be fine tomorrow, all right?" You're really trying to sound convincing, but your voice is unusually dull.

        "But your eyes..." He whispers, reaching a hand out to you and taking one of yours in his.

        "What about my eyes?"

        His thumb lightly brushed over your hand. "They look tired... I want to make sure you sleep, (Y/n)." He pulls on your hand, gently, drawing you closer into his arms.

        "But I can't..." You whine, softly. "I keep trying to but my mind won't let... m-me..."

        While you were talking, Rhys had slowly moved closer to you, until you were face to face, one his arms caged around your waist, while the other rested behind your head, combing through your (h/l) (h/c) hair. You find yourself getting lost in his deep blue eyes, reminiscent of galaxies, only pulled out when you feel his lips on yours.

        You melt into his kiss, allowing your body to finally relax. All of his actions combined managed to put your mind and body at ease, just as you always were with him.

        You had almost convinced yourself that it was magic once. But it's not. His secret purely lies in the way he feels for you, how he's never loved anyone before you, but doing anything with you comes so naturally to him. And you love that about him, that he loves so much, that he dedicates himself to the things and people he cares for.

        You saw that love one last time in his smile as you finally drift off to sleep in his arms...