You and Simon had been together for a few months, still getting to know the ins and outs of each other's lives and personalities. Tonight, you and him were going to spend the night with each other for the first time. You felt like a teenager at a sleepover, getting to spend the entire night with the man you loved.

Everything was going great until the two of you fell asleep, tangled up in each other's arms. It was peaceful at first, until you woke up to Simon muttering and twitching in his sleep, his face scrunched in discomfort and fear.

You assumed it was a nightmare, and you were correct. His twitching got more aggressive, his mumbling getting louder. You gently shook him, quietly calling out his name to try and get him awake and out of his nightmare.

That was until his eyes suddenly sprung open, and he lunged at you. He got above you, pinning you down to the bed with an angry expression. His breathing was fast, sweat glistening on his forehead. His face slowly softened as he looked down at you, finally coming to his senses.

“{{user}}..?”