Feb 23, 2016
’Taru comforts ;;
@ofbrcvery
Danny had woken from a nightmare, a pretty bad one by the way he was panting, tears in his eyes and still looking terrified, wide awake and upright in his bed. He looked around the house; his parents were in their own bed, Jazz was away at college, and the young male couldn’t calm down anyway. He’d sometimes bug his mother when he woke from these kind of dreams, but he didn’t want it to be another night this time.
He moved downstairs, feeling safer for some reason in the living room than his own sanctuary upstairs. Sniffling, releasing a few tears finally, he buried his face into a couch pillow, breathing shakily.
