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Will:
It was the same nightmare, same one I’ve been getting since I was fourteen.
This time, I saw T get tortured, to the point where I didn’t know if he was alive, they were making their way over to me once they were finished with him.
Then I woke up.
Hair sticking to my forehead, clothes clinging uncomfortably to my body.
In the dimness of pastel purple fairy lights, I saw that I was in my room, safe, away from that place.
But the realness of the dream seeped into my head, thinking of the many outcomes that could’ve happened.
Get it off get it OFF!
I thought to myself, peeling off a drenched grey shirt, and throwing it to the floor, I didn’t care that I didn’t have at least a half-tank on, I was constricted enough.
I know I’m safe, I know I’m home. But my mind wouldn’t let me rest.
Like always, when I get like this. My door opened, and T walked in, closing the door behind him.
“Same one?” He asked.
I nodded, looking up at him.
His pale pink hair was also stuck to his face, sporting nothing but the same dark red sweatpants he usually wore to bed.
“You die way too many times in my dreams” I chuckled to myself.
“What happened in this one?” He sat on the edge of my bed.
I thought about it.
Usually the dreams of T dying are simple, I’m told he’s dead, that’s it. I’ve never seen it happen with my own two eyes.
“It was... graphic. Instead of Valen, or Jenna, or anyone else telling me you died, I uh. I saw it” I bit the inside of my lip.
There was a moment of silence.
Fuck. I should’ve just lied about it-
“How’d It happen?” He asked, head tilting and long hair falling off his shoulder. “I- Do you really wanna know?” I raised an eyebrow.
“Unless you don’t wanna talk about it” he shrugged.
This was definitely some sort of mind tactic, he knows I’m too stubborn to be like ‘Yeah I don’t wanna talk about it.’
It’s just a dream, will. There’s nothing behind it.
“Well. We were caught trying to escape, like always. Jenna said the same as always, she was forced into helping us escape, Blah blah blah” my fingers started drumming on my knee. “Then, I’m back in the white room. And they’re just going wild on you, even Dan joined in and it was-“ my voice cracked.
After a few vocal tics, clicking my tongue, and my head twitching to the side slightly, I continued, closing my eyes.
“Was mega fucked up. You kept telling me that you’d be okay, then they just left you in the corner, I woke up before they got to me” I opened my eyes for a second, but that was enough for a few tears to slip out.
I closed my eyes, my head twitching again.
Being emotional and tired usually meant my tics were gonna be very noticeable, and it was showing.
I flinched a bit when hands cupped both sides of my face, and thumbs brushed over my cheekbones.
My hand went for his wrist, I wasn’t gonna push him away, just some support so I didn’t collapse back.
“The plan went off without a hitch, Jenna never betrayed us, you’re in your own home” The bed creaked, and the mattress dipped next to me.
My eyes opened, and I saw a ghost of a smile on his lips. Barely there, but enough to notice it.
“And I’m still here. I don’t plan on leaving you, especially after four and a half years of not being around” he said, voice low, trying his best at being soft.
One hand left my face, and I instinctively gripped tighter on his wrist.
It was pathetic, in my opinion. But I didn’t want to be alone.
“I’m not leaving. I’m just assuming you need a shirt” he chuckled.
Oh.. OH FUCK YEP!-
I hugged my knees to my chest, and he went off to my dresser.
Normally I’d have a meltdown about something like this. But he’s T, this mans seen me covered in blood with a half shaved head, it’s the Norm.
He threw me an old band shirt, and I quickly slipped it on.
I sighed, and laid back in my bed, going to my usual spot near the wall.
“Thanks, T. Pretty cool of you to check in on me” I drummed my fingers on my chest.
“Don’t mention it” he said.
Instead of him leaving and going back to his room, he just laid next to me like it was just part of his routine.
And I didn’t complain. I just rolled to my side, my head resting slightly on his chest, one of his arms fitting around me to keep me there.
And it didn’t take me long to fall into a dreamless sleep.