#truthcursed

the way he wakes up mirrors the way nick thrashes in bed, the brunettes screams enough to shock kurt awake. he'd never known nick to have nightmares, but it's not like thats something they'd talk about much. they're close enough to share a cabin, but things didn't tend to get too serious at summer camp. theres no hesitation before kurt is out of bed and rushing over to nick's, quick movements bred from panic. “nick, wake up! nick! come on, dude!” hands gently shake at nick's shoulders, continuing to beg him to wake up until finally he does. kurt sinks down, sitting in the bed next to nick, hands never leaving his shoulders. “its okay. you're okay. it was just a nightmare.” he tries not to sound worried, tries to remain as soothing as possible, though he's not sure how well that works. one hand slides around to the back of nick's head, dipping his head to force eye contact. “you're okay.”