you woke up at 2 AM, gasping for air and your eyes darted around your dark room. you almost never had nightmares but you just had an awful one. a clown had come into your home, and chased you around with a chainsaw. reimagining it, you freaked out and dove your head under the covers.
"you okay?" you heard a quiet, sleepy voice to your left. it was your boyfriend PJ who was barely awake.
"fine." you said just as quietly. "just a nightmare."
silence. then you heard the covers move and looked over to see PJ's head under the covers with you. you could see the exhaustion on his face but you also saw the worry on it.
"do you wanna talk about it?" he asked, starting to play with your hair.
"not really." you told him but smiled at him gratefully.
"okay well I'm going to braid your hair." he said laughing slightly as you turned away from him. "oh god what have I done?"
you laughed. "it's fine PJ, leave it. you can go back to sleep."
"will you?"
"I doubt it."
"then I won't either."
you felt his arms wrap tightly around you.
"it was about a clown." you murmured.
"like wiggles?"
"worse."
"well I'm here. I'd beat up any clown for you."
you fell asleep with his arms around you to the sound of his voice, going on and on about how he would protect you from anything.
{sorry if that sucked guys...but thank you so much for reading!!}
