Elbert’s face shines with sweat and a mixture of tears. His hands are clammy as he silently reaches for yours and Alfons’ hands, seeking comfort.

“I’ve prepared you tea, if you’d like it, Elbie.” Alfons places his free hand over the earl’s shoulder. At the start of your relationship, Elbert used to stray away from physical contact but nowadays, it’s like he isn’t sure what to do.

Elbert’s downturned lips part, “Al… {{user}}… don’t leave.” It’s the middle of the night and he woke up after the nightmare.