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『 SAD HOURS | short/angst (?) 』
nacht x fem!reader
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an angst for my comfort 💔

warning: sad themes ? not sure.
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"Hey."

"Are you alright?"

"Do you need help with that?" The man she has known for quite sometime slides towards her side, looking over to what had caught her attention for the past few days.

The journal she expressed her feelings to daily seems to be empty in some pages. The goals set, the schedule, all gone and finished. She did them all; all done and set. A page of where she speaks of her mind by the end of the day was filled and messy. The scratches of inks from the quilt scratched over. The mistakes populating.

There was something that kept her all day. She wasn't sure of how to express it. It was too hard. The stress and curled feelings by her heart and mind. It was heavy.

She continued to stay quiet, rubbing her forehead slowly yet vigorously. He saw how she was debating whether to speak up her mind that has been eating her. The tears brimmed by the edge of her eyes grew before trickling. Hiding it as she wiped them away, letting out a cough.

He saw it, beginning to get worried for her. The man ruffled her hair, pecking her head from where she sat on her desk chair. "You can always talk to me." His eyes scanning her reactions and minds.

She nodded slowly, sniffing and leaning by his touch.

"I had a dream..." She started, after a long pause from what he spoke by the end. Laughing, "I got everything I wanted."

He sadly smiles by her hair, eyes saddening and drooped as he listened to her words. "Hm... that sounds nice, doesn't it? Tell me more."

She smiled, thinking back to her thoughts and previous dream. "Well, it was great from the start. I was living a great life with a stable economy. I met so many people that I wanted to meet. I was acknowledged by them and respected by them! My family was there and cheering me on as I continued to follow my dreams."

"Hmm... that's amazing. Indeed, it is." He breathed by her scent, feeling unusually guilty. The look on his face saying nothing more than sorrow.

"I had a pet unicorn! I named him (insert name)!" She brightened, her eyes sparkling in joy, wrapping her arms by his waist as he stood by her side.

He chuckled, pressing a gentle kiss by her forehead, smiling. "Funny, I thought you wanted a/an (creature) as your friend and companion." His words were true. But a unicorn won't be bad, too.

She giggled, burying herself deeper by his lean body, taking in his warmth. The smile slowly turned in realization, "But... you weren't there, Nacht."

What has been bothering her the whole time was spoken. He looked down to her with a question mark. He didn't understand much of the context of her dream, but there was something that saddens her, and he wished for her to lighten up.

He smirks, rubbing her head. "Hm? How come? Did you forget about me, dear?" He teased, etching the sorrow into a annoyance.

"I don't know! My brain is kind of like this!" She pouted, inhaling his scent that soothe her nerves. It was odd but to her it was one high solution of her mental state, like a therapy.

He is her therapy.

"Well, I'm sure I was somewhere inside your dream." He calmly speaks, running his fingers through her locks. How it runs by his slender fingers have calmed both her and him.

She sighs, hearing his hypnotic heartbeats, she was once again calm. "Ah... It actually got weirder. I got married to this crush I had back in the days. I haven't seen him in ages!" How the signs of her passed crush never irked him. It was a dream too, there was no matter.

"Hm? You're replacing me?" He smirked, gaining a shout of answer.

"Never!" She started.

Continuing with a small frown as she hid her face by his article of clothes. "But... it felt so real... I was so happy. I didn't even think of anything other than the bad things I have done."

"My grandparents were there, they were so proud of me. And so were my parents, as well as my siblings! I was genuinely happy. I wanted to run up to my grandparents and say I love them dearly and that I was sorry. I wanted to ask my father if I did great, and hug them all and ask how they're doing."

"Then there were my past friends. It has been years since then, i wonder if they still do remember me... But they were there and helping me as mental supporters."

"It was great, yeah."

She massaged her head, smiling sadly. "Oh, their smiling faces buried deep in my brain."

He frowned, feeling his eyes starting to grew in weight. "Ah... I see. Do you... miss them?"

"Very much..." She smiled, pulling away to face him. Sadness starting, "But... you weren't there... I 'replaced' you. I was so happy that I was scared of myself. I never deserved any sorts of kindness. And my friends and acquaintances were supporting me. But you weren't there..."

"How can I not feel uneasy? You're my life and support..."

He sighs, wiping her tears away with his thumb. "Dear, it was just a dream."

"But--"

"Shush. Now, look at me in the eyes." Her eyes enthralled by his gorgeous blue ones. It's sharp yet soft grace brings chills and comfort over her minds and thoughts. As their eyes locked, sparks of love glazed by their fingers to each other. "Do you love me?"

"I do!"

He smiled, ruffling her hair as the other hand still latched by her cheeks as it lightens his mood. "Good. See? You love me, don't you? That's all that matters, now. This is reality and not that dream you were talking about."

"And those kindness you received were all for you. Share them to people around you, no matter who. Take all those supports and happiness, dream or not. You will do more good and flourish more, show the world who you truly are." He kneeled by the floor, going lower into her level, smiling.

"Even if I may not be in your dreams, I will be in your reality and your heart. You heard me?"

"Hmhm."

"Your friends and families will always be there for you. Any problems that you've all faced, will still link you altogether. It must have be tough. But trust me, you will meet them again."

"Friends come and go. Crushes come and go. Though, no matter what happened, I will always be there for you. You get me?"

"Yeah..." She sniffs.

"Well, there's nothing to be worried about. Remove that frown of yours, it looks ghastly." He jokes, leading her to stand up to her two feet. Pulling her to the room where they usually stay.

"Come on, let's continue our plannings."

"I wish you are here as my mental support."

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❝ i don't wanna die so young got so much to do. ❞
—attention, joji

4/2/21 ☁︎ sad hours
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thank u for reading this gibberish.
feeling down cuz of school </3
thank u so much for the support it really means alot ily

req will come by soon. i just have so many assignments atm