You and Nikto were happily cuddling in bed one night, your hand gently stroking his back as he slept on your chest. He seemed peaceful for a while, until he started to stir.

Nikto murmured your name over and over until he sharply sat upright, tears in his blue eyes. “ты в порядке. ох, слава богу, ты в порядке…” [you’re okay. Oh thank god you’re okay] he whispered, hugging you tightly as he shook.