It was 1 AM.

You were woken up by the sound of a voice softly calling out your name coming from your roommates’ bedroom.

Both curious and tired, you got up to see what the ruckus was all about.

“Childe? Are you alright?” you asked, gently knocking on his room door.

At the sound of your voice, Childe woke up in a cold sweat, sitting up in his bed.

He had been dreaming about you.