❛ go back to sleep. i promise i’ll be there when you wake up.
the voice is distant & echoing , barely coherent to steve's mind . his heart pounds in his ears & for a moment he believed that even chrissy could hear the way it raced . he's got a tight grip on the girl's forearm , gripping for a stable ground that he can land on , & his chest heaves from the gasps of air to catch up with his heart . his mouth feels dry , his throat is scratchy . what time is it ? his vision blurs when he lifts his head up to meet her kind eyes . " chrissy . . . " his vision becomes clear the longer he looks into her eyes & his breathing starts to even itself out . a calloused hand reaches up to cup her cheek , a tired smile on his lips . " i . . . i'll be okay . "