#my plushies take up like half my bef

[a-walking-fandom-reference]

finally had my sheets changed and had to take off and then put back my 25 plushies on my twin bed 72 missing 200 injured 5 dead

[snoot-boop]

Song inspiration: Powfu-Death bed

Pairings: character x reader

I feel the warm rays of the sun as I slowly crack open my eyes, I see you laying next to me. I smile and reach out to carefully caress your sleeping face, I admire your pretty face, soft skin, eyelashes, shiny hair.

As much as I don't want to, I pull myself out of your arms and sit up on our bed to stretch before getting dressed.

I stop to look around the room, a picture frame on the wall mounted shelf, a picture of our trip contained and displayed within, us with our happiest expressions on it, posing for the camera.

I move my attention to the drawer, on it is a box, it contains our items, like coins we found while taking a stroll through the streets, seashells we bought at beaches at outrageous prices, dried flowers we grew. Next to the box are the things we bought on impulse, like a cute pair of plushies we saw in a shop, or a pen holder with the collection of all our pens, pencils, and markers we got in various ways, accompanied by a tupperware box full of random rocks and crystals we found digging around in the dirt.

Behind these is a corkboard, there's origami cranes, little notes, heart-shaped post its and letters pinned up on it, sweet messages we wrote on with grafite, ink or crayon.

On the drawer itself are stickers and polaroids we took and stuck on with tape and blu tack, I walk closer to inspect them and my mind fills with the memories, memories that were clear as if they happened yesterday, our laughter and banter replaying in my head, the landscapes lay themselves out for me to admire once again.

I look back at you, and see that you're snoring softly, slightly drooling onto our pillow. I giggle at the scene but the bedside drawer pulls my attention away from your sleeping form, there's half filled water bottles and random dirty tissues littered around the foot of it. On it is our alarm clock, ticking slowly but consistently, you set the alarm for 9 am today, although we both know that you'll just stop the alarm and fall back asleep.

I head towards our dresser, but before I reach it I get distracted by a little birdie landing on my shoulder To not startle it, I quietly and slowly walk towards the window, luckily the bird was calm and it flew right out to the tree outside to its mate once I opened the window. They chirped and flew off to somewhere else, I sigh and look down at the flower pot on our windowsill, it contains a heart shaped cactus. When we bought it we knew that we'd forget to water it, so we picked the cactus, I smile and pick up the spray bottle to water it before I forgot.

I put the bottle down and turn back to the dresser, I open it and spot your sweater, it's the sweater from our first outing, it was cold and you lent me it so I wouldn't freeze. I pick it up and hold it up to myself and turn to the full body mirror.

But wait.. Is it really that cold ouside? Maybe I should close the window.. Geez.. What's the time? What day is it? What month is it? What year is it?

I look in the mirror again. Have my eyes always been that sunken in? Why are my lips so blue? Why am I so pale? Has my hair always been that frail looking? I hug the sweater in my hands as the sound of beeping fills my ears to replace the birds chirping and the clock ticking.

I open my eyes slowly, but it's so bright, I can only open them slightly. I see you? And someone in white talking to you. You're sobbing, dropping to your knees and quietly begging the person for something? The room is all white, I'm laying in a white bed with white sheets. I look down at my lap and see your sweater gently put under my hand that has various tube like things in it. Everything is so bright and white.. It's blinding me. Maybe I'll close my eyes for a little more.. I see you coming over, telling me something, I feel your warm hands grasp my icy fingers, squeezing them. I blink at you, my eyelids getting heavier, I hear a loud and long beep accompanied by your sobbing and screaming before I drift off to sleep once again...