Hi everyone! Here's the first requested imagine! Sorry for the wait, I've had a busy weekend what with Easter and I've had to rewrite this like three times 'cause it got deleted like twice T_T gahh haha but I finally finished it safely! This is a Newt x Reader one (which I was excited to write because Newt is probably my favorite omg). Hope you guys like it as you read!
It was his sudden gasp of air that finally yanked you completely from your faint sleep.
Awaking with a start, you immediately sat up and turned around in the dark room to glance at Newt next to you. You could barely see him, but you didn't have to. His heavy, shaky breathing, his bad trembling, his tousled hair and wide eyes filled with fear and his tight clutch on his chest.
A nightmare.
Concern made your heart leap and you quickly sat up on your knees, turning to face him. Without thinking, you began to reach for his hands, finding them in the dark. "Newt," you whispered worriedly, your own voice shaking. "Newt, it's okay. It's alright. I'm here."
His hands find yours, twining his trembling fingers with yours tightly and leaning down to bury his face against your neck, taking a moment to catch his breath. Sympathy grew in you and you reached up to loosely wrap one arm around his neck and over his shaking shoulders, pulling him closer. You could feel his rapid, thumping heartbeat against your chest and you felt your heart wrench. You raised your other hand and rested it softly against his neck, stroking his cheek lightly with your thumb.
"It's okay," you whispered again, your voice gentle with reassurance. "It's alright. I'm right here." You touched your lips softly to the side of his head, whispering against it, "It was just a nightmare."
His heaving breaths don't stop for a long moment. They're shaky and fast and choppy against your neck, and you can tell he's fighting back soft sobs. Your heart breaks at thinking about the nightmare he got this time. His hands are firm but not harsh against your back, holding you close against him.
Slowly but eventually, his frightened self begins to calm a little. Your thumbs against his cheek and back continue moving gently as his heavy breathing slows down and lightens. His trembling lessens down to a weak shaking. His heart is still thumping hard but has slowed down its rate. The room goes into a calm silence, no noise from the Glade outside either in this midnight hour.
"I'm sorry," he suddenly whispers against your neck, his voice shaky and hushed and weak. He cradles you closer to him and murmurs softly, "I didn't mean to wake you."
You shook your head and reply quietly, "It's not your fault. We all get nightmares."
He didn't say anything for a second, taking slow, deep breaths. You return to grazing your thumb over his cheek, sitting in silence for a little. Then he slowly lifts his head from your neck, so you reluctantly drop your hands. His eyes meet yours and relief warms your heart at seeing the fear and horror you'd seen in them gone now, replaced with a more calm, soft emotion.
A small smile grows on your lips and you raise your hands to hold his cheeks in them gently. "You okay?" You ask him lightly.
He pauses for a second, his deep brown eyes searching yours. He nods a little. "Yeah," he whispers back, and you can't help but notice he's still a little shaken up. The nightmare would probably stay in his mind for a while. Closing his eyes, he leaned in and touched his forehead to yours. "You should go back to sleep," he murmured.
You frowned a little. "Only if you do, too. You need your rest."
His face softens, on the brink of a smile. "I'll try," he replied softly.
You smile and inch away a bit, tracing your hand over his to urge him on. Once you laid on your side, he followed your action, laying so he faced you on the hammock. Without hesitating, he slid his arms around your waist and behind your back to pull you close to him, nuzzling up against you. You smiled softly and noticed that he was still shaking- very weakly.
"Hey," you whispered softly to get his attention. He lifted his head and looked at you, his eyes warmer and more relaxed. "No matter what a nightmare tells you, I'll always be here for you, okay?" You murmur quietly Slowly, you leaned in the couple inches of distance and pressed your lips to his in a gentle kiss. You planned on keeping it small and quick, but when his hand lifted to hold your cheek and his lips moved slowly and softly against yours, you bit back a smile and let the kiss last. It drained the last worrisome thoughts and concerns out of you, helping you relax a little more.
After a second, you both inched away and he whispered, "I know." He lifted his head and dug his nose softly into your hair. "Sometimes those nightmares say otherwise."
His voice sounds tired and weak, but is still gentle. Smiling, you lay one hand against his cheek again and rest your face in the crook of his neck. "Well, I'm more honest than any nightmare."
You can feel his lips curve up in a smile and he nuzzles you closer. "Thanks, love. Goodnight."
You smile and murmur back, "Goodnight, Newt."
You didn't leave his side that night. You never would. Just in case another nightmare returned.
Sorry it's so short! lol oh well. I'd appreciate for any advice or criticism though- anything to improve my writing. Requests are still open, but if I don't get any I still have a couple coming up. Thanks for requesting and reading guys! Happy Easter!
