Hey there, mind if you write my request of 2D ? "Don't tell me you're scared of these old horror movies? (I forgot he likes really old scary movies)
(Lolz, this is actually me. I like to pretend I can watch scary movies but actually I’m just a shit bag who cries when scary scenes come on tv)
Movie night with 2D was definitely your favourite part of every week. A part, however, which wasn’t quite as favoured by you was his occasional movie choices. Why the man was so into horror movies with zombies and blood and gore, bleh, you couldn’t understand it. You’d tried on quite a number of occasions to try and watch the odd scary movie, trying to get yourself used to them by watching them in daylight, but as soon as a scene you found scary came on you’d immediately scream, tears of fear would prick at the corner of your eyes and you’d have to turn the movie off. But 2D loved them, and if you had to pretend to like them to keep him happy then it was a price you were willing to pay.
It just so happened that tonight was his choice of movies, and what had he chosen? Evil Dead followed by Silent Hill and Cabin in the Woods, lovely. Throughout the entire set up you had been boasting about how excited you were about his choice, but internally you were absolutely petrified, just thinking about the sleepless nights and 2D probably wondering why you’d request to keep the light on all night.
After 2D had put the first movie in, food had been set up and blankets placed on the court, he proceeded to do the worst possible thing you could imagine, he turned off the lights.
‘You alight?’ He asked, concerned as he returned and sat beside you on the couch, feeling how rigid you’d gone.
‘Oh I’m fine’ you squeaked out, coughing to get your voice back to a normal pitch, 'just cold, c'mon let’s get comfy’ you said with a forced grin as you almost burrowed yourself into his side and grabbing a slice of pizza to try and divert your attention onto.
The movie had originally started alright in your eyes, still not quite the type of movie you’d rather watch but it wasn’t horrifying, until the scene of the first possession came in which you found yourself sunk low down in the couch, almost stuck to 2D while your tear filled eyes stared at the television in fascinated horror.
'You sure you’re alright, darlin’?’ 2D asked for what felt like the hundredth time, to which you could only muffle out a 'mhmm’ as you refused to meet his gaze.
Shrugging he returned his attention to the movie, snorting at some of the scenes.
'Look how terrible all that fake blood is, and even the trees, you can tell they’re fake’ he criticised with a laugh as he wrapped his arm around your huddled form until a particularly nasty scene came up, to which you unintentionally let out a panicked scream and the tears that had been pricking at the corners of your eyes finally rolled freely down your cheeks.
'What the?’ A panicked 2D yelped, turning to stare down at you, 'wait, “Don’t tell me you’re scared of these old horror movies?”’
'Yes! Okay, I give in, I can’t watch these and try to pretend to be brave anymore. I’m freaking out okay?! I hate horror movies, well like most, I hate most!’ You sobbed, turning your tear filled gaze to his.
'But darlin, you never told me. I never would'a made you watch them if I knew you didn’t like them’ he soothed, pressing kisses to your forehead.
'But I don’t want to stop watching them, I know how much you love them, but I just can’t pretend not to be freaked out by these shitty scenes anymore. I know they’re fake but they scare me’ you sighed, calming down a bit and 2D pulled you into his arms.
'How about we keep on watching then? I know I’m not the strongest fella out there but I’ll keep you safe from these monsters’ he grinned, leaning back with you still laying on him.
'That sounds good to me’ you smiled, knowing you’d spend the majority of the movies with your face shoved in 2D’s shirt but who needs to watch the entire movie anyway? Not when you’ve got someone to retell it to you later anyway.