Dreaming
Rating: PG
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: Yorkeses
Prompt: Night
Notes: For the Lover100 challenge
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
Summary: Stacey lies awake and Dale has a nightmare.
028: Night
He sighs in his sleep and throws an arm over her, pulling her to him and wrapping it around her just below her breasts. She shifts a little and holds his arm with both hands.
Then she wakes up and sighs. Turns over and studies his face. Touches his chest and lays her head on his other arm. It’s been a while since she’s slept through the night.
He mumbles incoherently and runs his fingers through her hair. The only word she catches is ‘pasta.’ The rest is a mystery and she’s glad of it.
Then he says her name. Perfectly clear. Pulls her tight to him and his face twists up painfully. She holds him until he relaxes and shudders because she knows what he dreams of.
Dale has nightmares about drowning. He’s one minute on dry land and the next breathing water and feeling his brain shut down. She holds him because she loves him, and she holds him because, sometimes, she has those dreams, too.
He never wakes up in the middle of the night, and it’s part blessing, part painful reality. He doesn’t wake up so he’s rested, but he’s stuck in his world of nightmares.
Tonight she wakes him up so that neither of them will be alone in the dark. His eyes flutter, then open and he smiles a gentle smile when he sees her face. Holds her to him. Kisses her just under her nose. She giggles.
It doesn’t take long to fall asleep in his arms.
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: Yorkeses
Prompt: Night
Notes: For the Lover100 challenge
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
Summary: Stacey lies awake and Dale has a nightmare.
028: Night
He sighs in his sleep and throws an arm over her, pulling her to him and wrapping it around her just below her breasts. She shifts a little and holds his arm with both hands.
Then she wakes up and sighs. Turns over and studies his face. Touches his chest and lays her head on his other arm. It’s been a while since she’s slept through the night.
He mumbles incoherently and runs his fingers through her hair. The only word she catches is ‘pasta.’ The rest is a mystery and she’s glad of it.
Then he says her name. Perfectly clear. Pulls her tight to him and his face twists up painfully. She holds him until he relaxes and shudders because she knows what he dreams of.
Dale has nightmares about drowning. He’s one minute on dry land and the next breathing water and feeling his brain shut down. She holds him because she loves him, and she holds him because, sometimes, she has those dreams, too.
He never wakes up in the middle of the night, and it’s part blessing, part painful reality. He doesn’t wake up so he’s rested, but he’s stuck in his world of nightmares.
Tonight she wakes him up so that neither of them will be alone in the dark. His eyes flutter, then open and he smiles a gentle smile when he sees her face. Holds her to him. Kisses her just under her nose. She giggles.
It doesn’t take long to fall asleep in his arms.