You’re laying with your enemy in one bed, you turned with back to him.

You can’t sleep so you just stare at the window through the dark.

He can’t sleep either and his mind is deep in thoughts.

He turns his head and looks at you. He slowly but hesistantly reaches his hand to you, and suddenly you slowly feel his arm around your waist, him pulling you closer to him and hugging you tightly, his head pressed in your neck.

You wanted to speak up and get him away from you but he knew you too well: “Stay quiet.” his firm but exhausted and sad tone resonated in your mind.