"Mm.." a soft noise came from your boyfriend as he rolled over. Your thoughts were hazy with sleep as you drifted in and out of consciousness, tucked firmly against Shota's side.

"Mmpf," Shota grunted, shifting again. He elbowed you, prompting you to actually open your eyes this time. His brows were pinched and his lashes were damp.

You sighed softly. You weren't shocked that Shota had nightmares. He'd been upfront in the beginning of your relationship that he struggled to sleep without alcohol, and usually just slept on the couch.

You carded your fingers through his long black hair, whispering in his ear, "Shota, honey.. wake up."

Shota's eyes cracked open, flashing scarlet as his Quirk momentarily activated out of instinct. He become aware of your warm breath fanning against his neck and your fingers in his hair.

"'M sorry.." he mumbled, scrubbing his eyes with one hand. "Did I wake you?"