The Sound of her Heart
Pairing: Red Hearts x Chloe Charming
Genre: extremely fluffy
note: I remember reading this drabble I just had a hard time finding it and I find it really cute and could totally see it happening so I just thought of writing it into a short pov hope you like it. edited: I found out the original prompt. note: I remember reading this drabble I just had a hard time finding it and I find it really cute and could totally see it happening so I just thought of writing it into a short pov hope you like it. edited: I found out the original prompt.
Inspired: GlassHeart HC by @nightwolf-525
word count: 1.4k
artwork: © @gayafsowhat
Red couldn't stand silence. It wasn't just a mild discomfort—it was a suffocating, gnawing dread. Silence in Wonderland was not natural. It was a land that thrived on chaos, where every second was filled with sound. The distant ticking of the White Rabbit's ever-late pocket watch, the constant murmuring of the flowers in the meadow, or the rhythmic, almost hypnotic march of the playing card soldiers.
As a child, Red had grown accustomed to this symphony of Wonderland's noise. It was what comforted her, what reassured her that everything was as it should be. Even the loudest sounds—the Mad Hatter's cackling laughter or the Queen's bellowing orders—had a strange consistency to them. They meant life was continuing as usual. Silence, however, was an omen.
The only time Wonderland had ever been quiet was when disaster was looming. Red remembered the first time it had happened, the eerie hush that fell over the kingdom the day before the great chessboard war. She had wandered the castle halls as a child, her footsteps echoing too loudly in the stillness. The card soldiers had stood at attention, not a single shuffle of their paper-thin feet or the clinking of their armour to be heard.
"What's happening?" Red had whispered to Cherise.
"Quiet means something's coming," she had replied, her usual playfulness replaced with a somber tone.
That night, the war began, and Red learned that silence was not to be trusted.
Even after she left Wonderland, the absence of sound never stopped haunting her. She carried that unease with her, like an invisible shadow, and though her life had changed in so many ways, her relationship with silence remained the same.
When she moved into Auradon with Chloe to start her school year, it should have felt like a haven. A place to start fresh. But the dorms' thick stone walls muted everything—no birds chirping, no distant chatter from townsfolk.
It was a stark contrast to the bustling mornings when students filled the halls, the lively laughter echoed in the cafeteria, the grunting and shouting of players and cheering of cheerleaders in the field and teacher's voice is heard in each classroom. But At night, the stillness pressed down on her like a heavy weight. It wrapped around her throat, tightening with every passing second until her heart raced and her mind buzzed with imagined catastrophes.
Red finally sat up from her bed as she the first rays of sunlight peeked over the horizon. Another sleepless night. Not bothering to even try to sleep, she got up and get ready for the day.
"Red you okay?" A student asked, concern for the Red head noticing the dark circles under the girl's eyes.
"Fine" Red grumbled under her breath. Not wanting to sound irritated she tried to fight the tired feeling as she tries to pay attention to class as much as her abilities but unfortunately failing miserably.
It was like this through out the day, she had already fallen asleep in two of her classes. Luckily the teacher were understanding, seeing how exhausted the girl, thinking she was still adjusting to her school life in Auradon. It must be different from what she was used to.
"You having troubles sleeping?" Another classmate, brave enough to asked.
Red could only groan in response, her lack of sleep is taking a toll on her already. When the dismissal bell rang through the school, the loud sound making her jerk up from her seat as students exited the room.
"Here" the student hand a small device in-front of the princess.
Confused, she looked at the person for further explanation as to what the clocks it was.
"It's a sound machine. It helped me fall asleep when I had troubles in my first week. Maybe it'll work with you" the student said cheerfully before leaving for her next class.
Red shot her a thank you before taking the small machine back to her room.
"It's supposed to mimic natural sounds," Red explained as she unboxed it in their shared bedroom. "Like rain or waves or... I don't know, a forest or something. Just enough noise to keep me sane."
Chloe raised an eyebrow but said nothing, watching as Red fiddled with the buttons until the soft hum of ocean waves filled the room. She was aware of her room mates predicament and tries to be supportive and helpful to make her comfortable to Auradon or the very least help the redhead get some good night sleep.
The first night, Red finally slept. Chloe, on the other hand, tossed and turned, glaring at the glowing machine as if it were a personal affront. From the sound of ocean waves, the playlist suddenly change into what they called white noise. The machine blared the sound of static hissed like an army of restless snakes, constant and suffocating. It pressed on your ears like a heavy fog, relentless and cold. Beneath it, faint crackles and whispers teased at something unseen, leaving an eerie sense of unease.
Chloe didn't know how Red could sleep to such a sound while she was about to cry in frustration.
By morning, the bluenette's patience had run thin. "Red," Cloe groaned for what probably the 6 or 7th time already, "That thing is awful. It sounds like static mixed with seagulls having an existential crisis. How do you sleep to that?"
"I don't have a choice," Red said with a shrug. "If it's not that, it's silence. And I can't . . ." She trailed off, her voice unusually small. "I just can't."
Chloe softened but still frowned. "There's gotta be another way. We'll figure something out."
The next two weeks were a trial-and-error nightmare. Earplugs for Red? Too uncomfortable. Headphones for Chloe? They kept tangling in her hair. Sleeping in separate rooms? not possible. Chloe even started singing her with a lullaby, it worked at first but the moment she stops, Red would start turning in her bed. The princess hated waking up without Red's sarcastic morning grumbles, and Red's nightmares returned in full force without any background noise to lull her to sleep.
Tensions ran high as exhaustion took its toll. Chloe snapped at Red for leaving a wet towel on the floor; Red barked back that she never refilled the kettle. Every little thing became a bigger problem and all the frustration from the lack of sleep just keeps adding up to it.
It wasn't until a random Thursday night that they stumbled upon the solution—completely by accident.
"Maybe we should take a break" Chloe suggested, lifting her head from her desk to look at her roommate who remain sprawl in her bed.
"Yeah that's probably a good idea" Red sat up and face the bluenette. "All this brain storming is exhausting"
They were curled up on the couch watching an old movie, something lighthearted and silly to distract them from their shared misery. Chloe had her laptop balanced on her knees, and Red lay beside her. At one point during the movie the redhead had unconsciously sprawled across Chloe's chest. Her head nestled against Chloe's collarbone but she paid no kind to it and continue watching. They weren't paying much attention to the movie—she kept cracking jokes about the terrible acting, and Red snorted every time.
But halfway through, Chloe noticed Red had gone quiet. You glanced down to see the princess fast asleep, her face slack and peaceful in a way you rarely saw.
"Seriously?" Chloe muttered, rolling her eyes. She were about to wake up her and tell her to sleep on her own bed but you watch the girl's sleeping figureÂ
But instead of waking Red, she carefully reached over to close the laptop, plunging the room into darkness.
Chloe had planned to move, but something stopped her. The soft rise and fall of Red's breathing, the way her fingers twitched slightly against her ribs—it was endearing. And then there was the strange realization that Red's head was directly over your heart.
The bluenette stayed still, listening to the steady rhythm of her own heartbeat and wondering if Red could hear it too.
By morning, the answer was clear.
"That was the best sleep I've had in weeks," Red admitted as she stretched, her hair a mess but her face unusually bright.
Chloe arched an eyebrow. "You passed out on me like a cat."
Red grinned, but there was a hint of something more—gratitude, maybe. Or relief.
The next night, Chloe offered to let Red fall asleep on her chest again. It became their new routine. She would crawl into bed first, propping up the pillows, and Red would follow, curling into her side until her ear rested over her heart. The rhythmic thrum was just enough sound to chase away the silence, while you were spared the horrors of the sound machine.
It wasn't perfect—Chloe still teased Red about her occasional snoring, and Red grumbled about her bony shoulder—but they wouldn't have it any other way.
In the quiet of the school, Chloe's heartbeat became Red's Wonderland. A constant, reassuring melody that promised safety, comfort, and love, the Sound of her Heart.
