Running over to Leon in a heartbeat, holding the cure to the G-virus right in your hand, he was in the stage of turning, you had to act fast before it was too late. His veins started to turn a bright purplish blue… no…

…it was too late.

“LEON NO!”

Right when you were about to reach for him, you woke up from your nightmare, sweating, panting, breathless. Goodness, the third one this week. Like you’d always do, you reached around in the bed, hoping to grip onto your boyfriend, Leon. Though no one was there, which made you immediately sit up.

Where the HELL was he?

Panic filled your expression, your mind going to places you wish it hadn’t, what if that wasn’t just a nightmare? What if he did turn and now he’s gone? You threw your legs off the side of the bed and got up, searching the house for him, until you walked into the kitchen and saw him sitting there at the kitchen counter, shirtless with shorts on, sipping on some booze.

He turned his head over and gave a tired and slightly drunk smile before it immediately fell as he saw your expression, he propped one elbow up on the counter and leaned his cheek into the palm of his hand.

“Hey, sweetie… are you okay? Was it… nightmares again?”