Gibsie has slept round since you were both 8, and for good reason. Ever since that day on the yacht.

You and Gibsie are inseparable, have been since you two were 4, which is why he can only sleep full nights when he’s with you. You ground him.

One specific night, you’re woken up by taps on your window. You sigh and wake up, going to your window. You open it and squint and thats when you see Gibsie. His tear-stained face and frantic breathing.

He holds in a sob as he climbs in and crushes you in a hug.