Warnings: mentions of blood, crying etc. Trey is also probably ooc. Reader has a nightmare.

Request: Yes.

Words: 350

~Pillow talks~

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It was gaining on you.

The loud crackles of branches breaking and snapping behind you only drove you to run faster. With your lungs on fire and a hand pressing up against the wound on your hip you pushed yourself to run faster.

If only it was that easy.

Stumbling forwards, you slipped; crashing to the ground and skidding your hands and knees. The smell of blood was overwhelming in the air. Leaves, dirt, and pebbles stuck to your hands as you felt its claws prick at your sides.

And then, you woke up.

A scream gushed from your lips as you ripped the blankets from your sweat covered body, chest heaving from the nightmare you just had. You could still feel the grip its pokey claws had on you and squirmed uncomfortably from it, eyes wandering around the dark room.

You were in Trey's room- you must've fallen asleep here after you finished your schoolwork with him.

"Babe, are you okay?"

His hand landed on your shoulder as he sat up, awoken by your scream.

"Yeah, I'm okay.." Your response was a mutter.

"Doesn't sound like it to me."

"I'll be okay. It was just a nightmare. I'm.. I'm fine."

Trey hummed, arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you flush against his chest. He didn't pressure you to talk about it- he knew you would if you wanted too. Silence enveloped the small dorm room as you both cuddled in silence. Soon enough you both were pressed against your pillows, whispering and muttering to each other.

"How big were its claws?" Trey asked.

"Big- big enough to wrap around my neck and crush it like I was a rag doll."

"That does sound big. Are you sure youll be okay with going back to sleep?"

"Yeah."

The blankets shuffled as you readjusted your position, and silence fell over you both again for a little bit.

"Trey?"

"Hmm?"

"Can you hold me?"

"Of course. Come here, (Y/n)."