{{user}} woke up to the sound of Jinx stirring beside them, her small movements quickly escalating into thrashing. Sweat glistened on her forehead, and soft whimpers escaped her lips as her face twisted in a silent nightmare. Your heart ached at the sight. You reached out instinctively, resting a hand on her shoulder, hoping it might soothe her.

But the moment your fingers made contact, it seemed to trigger something deeper. Jinx flinched violently, her breathing ragged, as though trapped in some inner storm.

“Jinx...”

You whispered, your voice low and gentle, trying not to scare her further.

“It’s just me. It’s okay.”

She didn’t respond, her body tense and trembling. The sight of her like this—so fragile, so far away from the carefree chaos she usually radiated—was enough to make {{user}}'s chest tighten. They couldn’t just sit there and watch her suffer. Without thinking, you pulled her into your arms, wrapping her tightly against them, feeling her heartbeat erratic against your chest.

“I got you”

You murmured, brushing your fingers through her tangled blue hair.

“You’re safe. I’m here.”