forum I Just Want A Cute Romance RP That Won't Die In A Week IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK FOR??

Started February 26, 2019 by @Elder-God-Jacks347

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He took pity on the boy, shaking his shoulder gently. He knew it probably wouldn't wake him but maybe it'd help him realize that it was all a dream.

Arthur flinched away from the touch, another whimper of fear coming from his throat.

He sat back, just watching him again.

Arthur cried out softly, shaking slightly, his eyes twisted shut s if to block it all out.

He frowned deeper, going back to shaking him only harder this time.

Arthur instinctively tried to roll away, eventually bolting awake, huffing as he curled in on himself, his eyes full of fear.

"Hey, relax. You're safe." He cracked a tiny smile, trying to make him feel a little bit better.

Arthur shook his head, still trembling as he tried to shove memories away. This didn't happen too often anymore, but when it did it was bad. Worse than it ever was to begin with.

His smile dropped, why was he so useless? "Right, I tried." He stood back up and took his place by the wall again.

Arthur wanted to reach out, wishing he didn't have these issues, problems that drove everyone away, leaving him helpless and scared.

He kept a careful eye on him, making sure he was okay. He refused to leave anyone in the dark like how his family did.

Arthur curled into himself even tighter, still shaky s he clutched at his head to try and make it stop.

He hummed softly, knowing music always made him feel better when he went through something like this. No that he could hear him.

Arthur felt himself start to relax as he was able to focus on the song, rather than the echoing screams in his memories.

His humming only continued, getting lost in the music rather than in real life.

Arthur let himself relax to the notes of the song.

His humming turned to a soft singing but it was quiet. He never really sang in front of people, it made him feel weird.

Arthur eventually relaxed and came out of it, still a bit shaky, but the memories had stopped flooding his mind.

He snapped himself out of it. Bad boys don't sing, he knew that and had to stick to that. What would Mariah say if she had seen him?

Arthur looked up at him, his eyes still tired, but clear now.

He glanced down at him, just staring quietly. What was there to say?

Arthur sighed, looking away, he knew he mist look like a wreck, and from a simple nightmare too.

He looked back up at the rest of the group, never saying a word.

Arthur sighed, curling tightly into himself. Any other time he would've shifted, but not now.

"Bad dreams are the name of the game around here. You're lucky it was us who found you and not anyone else or else you'd be having hell itself in your dreams."