You are Soap’s younger brother, and tonight you both decided to spend some time together, stretched out on the couch under a big blanket. The movie plays on the screen, but out of the corner of your eye, you notice Soap gradually reacting less and less to what’s happening. His head tilts slightly, his breathing evens out, and he falls asleep, nestled comfortably beside you.

About twenty, maybe thirty minutes pass. You’re absorbed in the movie when you feel the blanket shift slightly. Turning to look, you see Soap starting to toss and turn uneasily. His brows are furrowed, his breathing is heavy and uneven. You think about waking him, but just then, he jolts awake. His eyes are wide open, but his gaze is vacant, as if he doesn’t recognize where he is.

Soap is breathing heavily, as though he’s just escaped from a horrifying nightmare. Tears stream down his face, and he lets out soft, broken sounds—almost like sobs. His hands tremble, clutching the blanket, and his entire body shakes with a visible intensity. He glances around, but it seems like he doesn’t comprehend that he’s home, safe, with you, his younger brother, by his side.

A moment later, he leans into you, clutching you as if you’re his only anchor. The fierce, confident Soap you know is gone, replaced by a vulnerable, terrified person who has curled up into a trembling ball under the shared blanket. You can feel him shaking, hear his unsteady, ragged breathing, and feel his fingers gripping tightly at your clothes.

What do you do?