JD x Reader - Nightmares (FLUFF)
WC: ? Requested: Yes! By @take-a-look-the-invisible-girl ((I hope this is okay! By all means, tell me if it isn't. I'll gladly fix it!)) Summary: the reader has been having awful nightmares and it leads to one bad school day and a whole lot of fluff! Warnings: swearing, alluding to murder (is that even a warning??) (S/n) = school name (Y/b/n) = your bully's name ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Blood. There was blood everywhere you looked, running red rivers turned into oceans. At your feet, the cold and stiff hand of your mother had fallen. Just moments ago, you had watched her scream and beg for her life. You tried to run towards her, to save her. But your feet were planted forcefully to the spot, ensuring you could see as the tall black figure plunged a knife into her neck. Her pale and lifeless eyes gazed up at you, her mouth hung open in terror. Without warning, her corpse unleashed an ungodly screech, jolting you out of your nightmare. Sweat poured from your body as you peeled your pyjama top off of you and sighed. This was the 4th nightmare of the week and it was only Wednesday. You just couldn't do it anymore. Every night and nap, without fail, you were forced to watch as everyone you loved was slaughtered right before your eyes. Your mother, your father, your sibling and even your boyfriend. The cruel face of the alarm clock read 3:52am. The red numbers blinked at you furiously, angry at your presence. Maybe JD would be awake right now... To: JD🖤 From: (y/n/n)💙 You awake..? X You hovered over the send button for a while before deciding against it. He'd probably just get mad... 'Fuck it', you though. If the nightmares wouldn't stop, you'd just stop sleeping. Tying your (h/l) (h/c) up in a messy ponytail, you pull out a book and begin to read until the sun came up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Arriving at (s/n), you're greeted by the usual smirk of your boyfriend, Jason 'JD' Dean. In his hand, a blue raspberry slushee cup. "Care for a hit?" He asked you, swinging an arm around your shoulder. "You look like you could use it." Glaring slightly, you take the cup and drink fast, causing a searing cold to tear through your mind like a blade. "Fuck!" You exclaim, making JD chuckle. "Did you sleep at all, (y/n/n)?" He asks, sarcasm dripping from his blue tongue. "Did you?" You quip back, hoping to turn the conversation around. He doesn't need to know, you think. "Not at all, actually. I was... busy." He replies with an air of caution in his voice. You cock your head with confusion, like a lost puppy, but shrug it off. Walking down the halls was weird. Blame it on sleep loss but something felt different. As though somebody was missing... It took about an hour or so but eventually, it clicked. (Y/b/n) wasn't there! You asked around but nobody seemed to know. Apparently they're sick? Something about that didn't sound quite right. But your mind was too foggy with sleep deprivation to care too much. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Days without sleep turned to weeks and each day, your brain became foggier. (Y/b/n) had yet to return to school and an investigation was now underway. You prayed they wouldn't call on you for a statement, knowing that no coherent words would form from your lips. As luck would have it, you had only had to face 2 tests in the last three weeks, both of which you failed pitifully. It was getting bad... Noticeably so. JD had been trying incredibly hard to find out what was wrong with you but you kept your mouth shut tight. He doesn't need to know. He began to wonder if someone was bullying you and became extremely intent on finding out who. When his searches came up empty, he was frantic. "Who is it? You've GOT to tell me! Is it Jack? Katie? Betty?" He was jumping up and down in the hallway, trench coat swinging as he went. To you, he looked hilarious but adorable. Like a dog with a bone, he kept throwing out names in hopes of a reaction. As you walked, the hallway began to stretch and distort before your eyes. The words that your boyfriend was speaking began to float away into white noise, barely audible over the pounding of your heart. Slowly, every colour fused into one largely white blob and your knees caved underneath you. The last thing you remember was JD screaming your name. You closed your eyes, waiting for the impact of the solid floor but... it never came. Instead, you felt calloused hands on your bare arm before everything went black. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "JD!! No! Please don't die, please! You can fight him! Please!" You screamed. The familiar scene of torture unfolded in front of you, this time your trench coat clad boyfriend was the victim. The deep red seemed almost neon against his black attire, his screams shook to your core. Not again... You look down to see your wrists shaking, nails drawing blood from your palms. You push harder, trying to move. Nothing. "(Y/n), sweetheart? I heard screaming. What's going o-" Your mother enters the scene. As quickly as she's there, she's gone. Writhing on the floor in agony, you watch the features etched onto her face go stiff. This continues as your father, best friend, sibling and other friends of yours enter and die. It's almost like a conveyor belt in a sick and sadistic factory. Around your feet, corpses litter the floor. Each face filled with its own tragedy. Wake up... please wake up... "Aaaaaaaggggghhhhhhhh!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "(Y/n)? (Y/n)!" Your boyfriend says frantically, watching your body contort with pain. Tears flood down your cheeks, hands balled up in fists around the white sheets. Finally, you wake with a deep and throaty scream. Your voice is hoarse from the internalised screams. Without even acknowledging he was there, you roll over to JD and clutch onto the thick black fabric of his coat. "(Y/n)," he begins, a tone of anger in his voice. "What the hell happened?! You blacked out! And now this!" Teary eyed, you look up to him and sniff. "I... I kept having these n nightmares and I I couldn't sleep so I just s stopped sleeping." You stammer out, feeling weak and weary. You hear the boy above you sigh with disappointment. You shut your eyes tight, preparing for him to shout. Instead, you feel his arms pull you close to his body. Allowing all anger leave his body in the remnants of a head shake, he rests his head atop yours. "W why aren't you mad..?" You question, voice trembling. "I am mad, (y/n). But we can talk about this later. Right now, you need to sleep." With that, he places a gentle kiss atop your (h/c) hair and intertwines his legs with yours. For the first time in weeks, you feel safe. Your eyelids flutter shut as you press your body further into his. For the first time, you sleep peacefully. "I love you, (y/n)" you hear him mutter to himself. Knowing he didn't want you to hear that, you just smile to yourself. That night, you dreamt of him. Alive, well and in love.