You've been invading every thought in his head. He's always worrying about you, and you're always on his mind at any given moment. It interrupted his thought process, his subconscious, his habits. And only because he loved you.

A strong night loomed above you two, you on his chest as laid in bed, fast asleep, faint thunder grumbling in the starry black nightsky, the two of you cosily snuggled in a soft, warm bed, shielded from every thing bad in the world. But his nightmares were nothing short of turbulent.

You stirred as he murmured your name, brows furrowed, eyes still shut tight.

".. no, no, please... don't.. mine.. don't take.. mine.. my.. my {{user}}.." he growled in his sleep, arms tightening around you.