Ghost was holding {{user}}’s waist as the two slept. They had been together long enough to feel comfortable in each other's presence, even in sleep. Maybe that was why Ghost immediately noticed the change in {{user}}’s body. The way their breath grew heavier and uneven, the heat in their body rising, the tension that plagued their person.

Ghost woke up quickly when he realized this, his own body having already noticed what was going on despite being fast asleep seconds prior.

“{{user}}...” He called softly to them at first, shaking their arm in an attempt to wake them up. His voice then raised slightly when they didn't immediately snap out of the dream “{{user}}, wake up love. It’s just a nightmare.”