My Inner Demons ~ Oneshots & Preferences

💙~Mornings~💙

Pierce x Reader

Relationship: Dating

Setting: Ava's Apartment

Second Person PoV

(Y/n) - Your name

(F/c) - Favorite color

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        You toss and turn in your bed, a raging thunderstorm keeping you awake. Now, it's not that you were afraid of them, per say, but this one was especially close to your area and the blasting noise and random flashes from the window were more than a cause for alarm.

        You want someone to hold you and reassure you, but your bed is vacant, besides the stack of blankets and group of stuffed animals at your feet.

        You scrunch up your nose, deciding that you don't want to spend the night, or rather early morning now, on your own, and kick your legs out from under the covers and off your bed. You wearily sit up, picking up your favorite (f/c) blanket and draping it over your shoulders. You stand up slowly and drag your feet on your way out of your bedroom and down the hall to the entrance to the Daemos' pocket-palace.

        Once you enter through the wall, the sound of thunder is already more distant sounding, and your mind is at ease. You amble over to the bedroom area of the palace, opening the door with a bright blue flag beside it. You try to creep in without too much noise, but that doesn't stop your boyfriend, Pierce from sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

        "What are you doing here, (Y/n)? It's late."

        You rub the back of your neck, shyly, letting part of the blanket drop for your shoulder. "I- uh... I couldn't really sleep a-and... it sounds a lot.. dumber now that I think about it." You mumble, hugging yourself and avoiding eye contact.

        Pierce wordlessly gets out of bed and walks over to you, his arms snaking around your waist and lifting you just slightly off of the ground. "A-Ah! Pierce?!" You question, very clearly caught off guard by his affectionate actions. He only carries you over to his bed, laying down and your body on top of him, trapped in his protective iron grip.

        One of his hands reaches up to stroke your hair for awhile and you look up at him, only to meet his loving gaze. His hand moves to the top off your head, lightly ruffling your hair and sliding down to cup your cheek. You nuzzle your face into his hand, tenderly. You take his hand in both of yours, pressing soft kisses to his fingertips as knuckles while his other hand moves lower to draw miscellaneous designs on your back and shoulder blades.

        You interlock one of your hands with his, resting your head on his chest, feeling the pleasant rhythm of his soothing heartbeat as your eyes flicker closed.

        "Mmm, love you..." You hum, consciousness slipping away from you. Although, you're not out so fast that you don't get to hear his soft response and a small smile grazes your lips before you drift off to dreamland.

        "I love you too, (Y/n)."