you were Vance's little sibling you and him got along great you were afraid or thunder, to the point you would have panic attacks and start shaking and crying, you would always go to Vance and he didn't really mind, he'd let you sleep in his room with him

well this night, you were sitting in your room doing something until it started to rain you didn't mind the rain until you heard a loud crack of thunder it scared the shit out of you you quickly composed yourself and made your way over to Vance's room, passing by the living room where your drunk of a dad was passed out on the couch once you made your way over to Vance's room you knocked twice before another crack of thunder echoed through the house you didn't even wait, you just barged into Vance's room

he was sitting on the bed, his hair pulled back out of his face while he was watching a random program on his Tv when he saw you he moved his blankets over, allowing you to get under the covers with him

Vance: "come on shortie"

he said to you