victor had heard you scream before, but never as bad as tonight. it made him uneasy. he had seen you before, he knew your name and you knew his. you guys waved at each other whenever you saw each other. you were always friendly to him.

victor could hear you scream every night. usually it stopped around 1am, but tonight it didn't. he never knew why you screamed, maybe it was a stress reliever (a weird one).

victor always struggled. he didn't know what to do. he hated just listening to your scream each night, but it was a little odd to knock on your neighbor's door, who you barely know, at 1am.

victor sat up and threw on a hoodie. he decided he would go and see if you were okay since the screaming was more violent than usual. he stepped out of his little house into the cold montreal night. he shivered as he walked through the snow.

as victor got to your door, he hesitated. could what he be doing rude or invasive? it certainly felt like it. he knocked on the door anyway. when the door opened a few minutes later, victor saw a extremely tired looking, red faced you.

"oh i'm so sorry. did i wake you?" you struggled not to cry. the night terror you had tonight had you more distressed than ever before.

"are you okay y/n? i could hear you screaming." he asked.

you tried your best to nod, but instead of just doing that you burst out sobbing. victor immediately hugged you. you sank into his hug. it was warm and nice.

"you're okay. you're safe." he whispered words that anyone would want to hear.

the sobs shaking your body became less frequent as he whispered to you, until the only noise was victor whispering. you listened to him, in hopes of not bursting into ugly sobs again.

"are you good?" he asked playing with the ends of your hair.

you nodded into his chest with your eyes closed. the lack of sleep you had was insane. you felt calmer than usual in victor's arm. he was comfortable.

you proceeded to remember that this was your neighbor you had barely ever met. you backed off panicked.

"oh my- i'm so sorry." you rambled.

"hey, hey, hey. calm down. you're fine." victor said, placing his hand on your arm, "you're tired. you need sleep."

you nodded, being too tired to resist him.

"guide me to your room. i'll put you to bed." he giggled quietly.

you smiled. he had a cute little giggle (and a cute face).

wait. no, no, no! don't think that he's your neighbor.

you started to walk and he followed closely behind. you climbed into your bed. victor smiled.

"you're so cute." as soon as you realized you said that, your hand clapped over your mouth.

he giggled and tucked you in.

"you must be a little bit too tired for your own good." he said with a white smile.

he ran his hand through his hair and looked over everything in your room. you followed his coffee brown eyes.

"i don't want to bother you any longer so i'll get going." he said, moving towards the open bedroom door.

"no, don't leave." your instincts sputtered out.

he turned back around quickly, so quick that it could've given the kid whiplash. his eyes gazed into your's.

"please don't leave." you begged, "unless you want to go."

"i'll stay." he said quietly.

"do you want to go watch tv or something?" you asked.

he smiled his precious little smile and nodded. he offered his help getting you out of bed.

you and victor ended up on the couch with the tv illuminating both of your faces. not that the tv was being watched, you guys were more focused on the conversation you were having.

you slowly drooped onto victor's shoulder as you talked until you fell asleep. the last thing you felt was victor put his head on top of yours before you fell asleep.

a peaceful, sound sleep. something you hadn't gotten in a while.