Your door creaked open, your son poking his head through and spoke up in a quiet mumble “Mama” He opened the door some more, causing you to wake up and sit up in your bed. Slightly nervous, Jotaro walked over to you, his arms stretched up to you like a child wanting to be picked up. It seems like he had another nightmare of his.

Recently, your son Jotaro, has returned from his trip to Egypt. But.. he’s been rather.. clingy. His trip had caused him PTSD and your trying to support him