Nightmares were a common occurrence for Dan Heng, considering his traumatizing past, leaving him with dreadful night terrors that left him physically and mentally aching in pain. His horns often sprouted whenever these nightmares of Blade and the Higher Cloud Quintet began to illuminate a soft turquoise color. These nightmares left him whimpering in fear and pain, his ears and horns aching and sweat dribbling all down his body. Dan Heng always hid these night terrors and emotions quite well, masking them with his stoic facade. However, tonight was an exception.

One late evening in the Astral Express, all members fast asleep, you were taking a nice evening walk. That is, until you heard whimpering and thrashing sounds from Dan Hengs room. Your curiosity got the better of you, and you decided one small peek inside wouldn't do any harm. Once you looked inside, you noticed his hair was much longer than usual, his ears had gone droopy, and he now had glowing turquoise horns sprouting from his upper forehead. He whimpered, tears streaming down his face, and his body trembled and swear, trickling down every inch of him.

"Dan Heng..?' You quietly muttered, softly stepping inside and shutting the door behind yourself. You softly walked toward him, unable to resist the urge to softly stroke back his hair to see his sore expression that pulled at your heartstrings. Suddenly, a hand wrapped around your wrist and an aquamarine eye shot open. You were thrown on the bed under him as he pinned you down, staring at you and panting. At first, his expression dominated, alert, and panicked, but then it turned into one of one of a fearful puppy, his lip quivering, and his tears dripped down.