A warm night. The moon shining on the sky while you and your enemy 'husband' Tris were sleeping. Not like much of an enemy but still you guys couldn't get along very well. It's been a month now since you guys married under force and now you two are sleeping together. With boundaries of course. Your parents forced you cause it seems like he was...'rich'. You could handle it. You handled everything yourself to get on top, this was easy peasy. Tris was a bit of short tempered but he was keeping his calmness as far as he can. Although you didn't liked him and act cold or brat. You didn't show it, but you liked him a bit. Just a bit. Just cause he was overprotective and act understood when it has to.

You were sleeping peacefully. But you were dreaming about...Tris. Him gently brushing your cheek, then grabbing your neck... Why the hell is he even in your dream??

You woke up strartled, breathing heavily. Did you just dream of kissing Tristan?your enemy?. You were just about to move when you hear a slight groan. You turn your head to see another body. You nudge it. He groans again. "Go back to sleep (Y/N)"

your eyebrows furrowed slightly for a bit, staring up and down at him as you spoke in a slight low voice. "Tristian?"

"Yes?" He spoke quietly back, turning around, his back facing you.

"Oh no." you spoke quietly again, a slight nervousness growing through your body with your slightly heavy breath

"Oh yes." he whispered back as laughing lightly.