A Chant Away | tamaki amajiki × reader

CHAPTER XI ~ BOUND

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"Two souls, a million worlds apart."

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POV: (Y/N) YUMEI

[1ST PERSON]

How much longer am I going to avoid it?

"Goodnight, Patootsie!" My cheery dad called from downstairs.

"Night, Dad." I entered my new room, some unopened boxes still stacked around dimly in sight.

I fell onto the comfy sheets of my bed, sinking my face into the fluffy pillow.

It had been a long day. Sparring with two dudes for the first time was quite tiring, but enjoyable.

Turning my body to face the ceiling, my arms stretched out in relaxation as I finally gave in to sleep's call.

I shouldn't have listened to that call.

Usually when you feel yourself fall in a dream, you wake up, heart racing and all.

Here, I felt myself falling, and falling. Darkness surrounded me, and my body refused to wake up.

My stomach seemed to be left behind as my body kept falling... falling.

"Help..." I whispered.

"Help! Help me!" I shouted, watching my tears fly into the air as my voice echoed helplessly in what seemed to be a bottomless pit.

"HELP!"

"Patoot..."

"Dad, help me!"

"Patoots..."

I couldn't feel my body. My dad's voice was but mere faint echoes in the dark pit.

"(Y/N)."

My eyelids shot open, my dad's concerned face meeting my eyes.

"You were whispering help repeatedly. Did you have a bad dream?"

That was the beginning of my living nightmare.

Night after night. It'd be the same thing.

Falling in endless darkness.

Nightmare after nightmare.

I forced myself to go through it every night. Sleep is very valuable.

It's my quirk's only recharge.

If I wanted to be at best shape, I had to sleep full hours every night. Nightmare or not.