Nov 15, 2022
@ruinaa.
elliot cracks the bedroom door open just slightly, peering in. it’s dark; he can’t hardly make out anything, but he knows that the two of them are in there sleeping soundly. he should feel worse about waking them, but his nightmares were sticking tonight, a constant run through of every bad memory magnified into something worse than imagined before.
“ jo? “ he whispers it, quiet, fingers curling on the door. maybe too quiet -- he doesn’t hear her, for a moment, and he reconsiders waking her at all before he sees the covers move. “ -- i can’t sleep. “