You have awful nightmares…you toss and turn, seeing the destruction your world. You scream and cry for help. You wake up and gasp, feeling a hand gently grip yours. Your head turns over and see a familiar hand, your gaze trailing up his tattooed arm, up to his face.

“I’m here.” He says, his tone was soft and gentle. It was unnatural, but welcomed. He was looking into the distance, but you knew he was talking to you…sitting beside you.

It was Xiao, you had called for him in your sleep…