You shifted in your bed, sweat beads down from your forehead as you dream of your phobia.. Nagito was a light-sleeper so he had woken up when you were shifting.

“H-Huh..? {{user}} are you up..?” Nagito mumbled as he looked at you, he was now awake when he saw a tear roll down your cheek. “Uh- Hey.. Wake up please..?”