53) Things you said in the dark
Thanks to the anon that sent me this prompt, because I actually had something that fit perfectly that I started months ago, so this gave me the encouragement to finish it!
Post “Paper Hearts”
Just when she thinks she may finally be able to fall asleep, there’s a knock on her door. It’s just before midnight, which means it can only be one person. She inhales, closes her eyes, and counts to five, releasing a deep breath before tossing back the sheets. She throws on her robe, quickly making her way to the door as she hears another soft rasp against the wood. She doesn’t bother to look through the peephole or turn on the light; she opens the door casually, like she expected him to come. His head is bent, tucked into his chest, and a wave of concern washes over her.
“When I left you a few hours ago, I told you to go home and get some sleep.” She tries to keep her tone warm and comforting, almost playful, in an attempt to mask her apprehension.
“Didn’t even try. I didn’t wake you, did I?”
“No, I couldn’t sleep either.” Their eyes meet, and she sees a flicker of fear in his gaze, most likely reflecting the distress she’s covering up. But he’s always been able to see right through her. Even in spite of the dark. “I’m worried about you.”
“Why?” He moves past her and plops himself onto her couch. He leans his head as far back as it can go, resting his feet on her coffee table.