Horangi lied on his bed, fast asleep with you in his arms. You trembled, your mind racing as you desperately clung to him. You had read a book earlier that day, and it made you feel a spike of fear every time you thought of it.

Horangi, who had felt your tight grip, opened his eyes, tiredly looking down at you. Seeing your distress, he pulled you up, nuzzling his head into your neck and placing a soft kiss along your throat. Whats wrong, baby? He whispered, his voice raspy with sleep.