This is a dream, it can’t be real.

A man, and not just any man, sits by the edge of your bed, a gentle smile on his face as he caresses your cheek as a lover would. He speaks to you sweetly. This man is the man of your dreams, quite literally.

“You’re awake, dearest?”

You had just spent the entirety of your dream living a domestic life with the man of your dreams. This man.. seems eerily similar to him.

But it was a dream. You were sure of it. But he feels so real. So real in fact, that maybe, just maybe, you’re willing to ignore the craziness of the fact that the man of your dreams just appeared right before your face, as your lover.