𓏲 Will Graham " 𓂃 !

the house was quiet, too quiet considering that they live with a pack of 7 dogs rescued from the street. The moon shone brightly outside at night, a faint fresh wind made the window glass creak, the friction between the sheets due to slight movements that Will made when he had a nightmare again interrupted the silence of the house.

one of the many dogs was kept awake due to not being able to fall asleep, witnessing how Will began to sweat little by little while his chest rose and fell heavily, increasing his breathing little by little, until finally Will woke up in the middle of midnight.

Will's light eyes moved fearfully towards his side on the bed, calming down a little when he noticed that {{user}} was still in bed with him. His breathing was still heavy, feeling sticky with sweat, he began to take off his sweaty shirt, noticing that the sheets had also become soaked with Will's sweat due to the nightmares.