Nightmare Troubles EnglandxReader (Drabble)

Nightmare Troubles
EnglandxReader
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My (e/c) eyes shot opened once again. This was the third night! I couldn't get any sleep, unless it was light out. Every time I close the lights I freak out and need them on.

"Stupid Alfred and that game..." I mumbled.

Ever since the trailer to the third game showed up, Alfred bugged me to watch the trailer with him. Let me say something... that thing gave me nightmares for a while! Every time I turn off the lights I somehow see an outline of Freddy in the corner of my room. It's driving me mad! Also I have to lock my room because I think they're real and if I open the door one of those robot things will pop out at me... like the Oods in that Season 2 episode... um... idk what it was called.
I sighed, knowing there was one person I know who'd help me. Getting out of bed I slowly opened the door, hoping none of those freaky things were outside. Luckily there wasn't. Peering down the hall, I dubbed it safe and made my way to the room beside mine. I opened the door and rushed in, closing it behind me.

"Arthur..." I whispered to the sleeping person.
He stirred.
"Artie!"
"What do you want, ____?" He asked.

Knowing my roommate he was a hard sleeper.

"Artie? Can I sleep with you tonight?" I asked.

He turned over to look at me. With a WTF face.

"Why?" He questioned, "you're a big girl, love."
"Your little brother made me watch the new trailer to Five Nights At Freddy's and now I'm freaked!" I whined, "I feel like he's gonna come and get us!"

I heard Arthur sigh.
"Bloody git...Fine..." he agreed.

He moved over as I scrambled to get under the blankets. I blushed. Arthur and I have been friends for a while, he was also my boyfriend. But this was still awkward for me. At the same time, right now it was comforting. I snuggled close to him.

"Better?" He asked.
"Mhm..." I said.
"Want me to count sheep?" He asked.
"Please?"
He chuckled. "You're such a child," he said.

I then listen as he counted sheep. It was soothing, his voice was in a way. The tone he said it in may me feel safe. My eyelids began to feel heavy. I gave a small yawn before falling asleep.
I felt him kiss the top of my head.

"Good night love," he said.
"Night Artie...."