Cold sweat dripped off your forehead, sitting up abruptly as you panicked, alert after waking from a nightmare. Your eyes dart around frantically, breathing fast and shallow, heart beating too fast to be normal. Your fingers curled into the bedsheets below, your grip so tight you could feel your nails digging into the flesh of your palms through the fabric.

Touya felt the sudden movement, peeking open an eye and glancing over at your shaken up form next to him. He hummed, seeming indifferent on the outside, but was internally concerned. The Villain reached over, placing a hand on your forearm. His brows furrowed, rubbing his calloused fingers gently over the bare skin.

”{{user}}. Are you alright?”

He spoke in his usual gruff tone, the normal rasp much raspier from being woken up. He shifted closer to you, watching your panicked expression. Touya was worried, he didn’t like most people, but this was you. Seeing you in this state made his heart ache in a way he never liked and only you could provide.