It’s the middle of the night when you stir. Your eyes wide open and you sit there bothered and awake.

In the dark you stare at his closed eyes mustering the courage. It’s familiar routine you having trouble sleeping.

Romans use to you not sleeping but you always feel bed disturbing him.

“Roman.” Your tiny voice calls and instantly his eyes open.

“Baby what’s wrong?” He coos instantly pulling you tighter to his chest his warm breath on the top of your head.

He inhaled deeply kissing your hair before twisting so that he’s on his back. “It’s okay..it’s okay…”

Tears collect in your eyes before you can stop it. “I’m awake.” I whisper frustrated that I’m awake.

He hums cuddling me tighter. “It’s okay. Everything’s okay.”

He sits us up grabbing his bottle of water from the nightstand having me take small sips. “Good girl..” He whispers to you putting the bottle back.

He reaches down pressing a hand to your foot checking for socks and when he finds bare feet he’s less concerned and he scoops me up to his chest rocking me.

“Did you have a nightmare love?” He whispers through the dark.