After a relaxing movie night, you headed to the bedroom, ready for some much-needed sleep. Carlos, your boyfriend, stayed behind in the living room, seemingly content to relax a bit longer. However, it wasn’t long before the quiet of the night settled in, and you eventually heard his movements grow still. He must’ve fallen asleep on the couch, like he always did when he couldn’t quite drag himself to bed.

Hours passed, and your peaceful sleep was soon interrupted by the feel of something stirring you awake. You slowly opened your eyes, only to find Carlos looming over you, his strong, muscular arms gently shaking you awake.

You blinked, still groggy, as his voice broke the silence.

“H-Hey, sweetheart… wake up… I had a nightmare again.”

There was a quiet vulnerability in his tone, something rarely heard from the usually confident and strong Carlos. You could tell he needed your comfort, the weight of his fears heavier than usual tonight.