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A/N: Not sure where I was going with this one but... have it anyway 😂

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Y/N's POV, 1993

I fell in love with Nikki from the moment I saw him, one look at him and how could you not? He stole my heart there and then and wouldn't for the life of him give it back and I let him have such a tight grip on me. We'd met over ten years ago and he'd become the most important thing in my life.

We'd watched our friend's relationships grow and then collapse, yet we were still here, together. The way it should always be. We'd both shown the other both the brightest and darkest recesses of our souls, and done wonders to fix each other's flaws over the years, using each other to make ourselves better. And things were perfect, truly for so long.

Finding your person who just gets you without having to really try, that person who can just fix you without a single thought. It's perfect. Until they're not. I say that but there was nothing obviously wrong with Nikki and I's relationship, but something felt off, different but wasn't sure exactly what it was.

Nikki was kind of known for talking in his sleep, he'd always done it. Not badly, it wasn't annoying, or shouting, it was always just mumbling, mainly about nonsense. Until... a few months ago. He said nothing incriminating, nothing bad, but just things he never said to me. Sweet nothing's I hadn't heard from him in months. Years. And it was just an indication to me, things were going wrong.

And I'd also heard him say to someone in a dream, he'd 'had enough of you', sure, he might not be talking about me, but that paired with those sweet nothings. What other explanation was there?

I want him to be honest with me. I loved him, I did but if he didn't feel that way about me anymore, I want to know. I'd brought it up with him, a few times actually but he just laughed me off, said I was being silly and that's that. I wasn't, I knew something was wrong.

I'm not going to accuse him of cheating or anything because I know he wasn't, we spent pretty much every day together and nothing Nikki was doing was out of the ordinary, it was just the things he said in his sleep. I want him to talk about it, I hadn't yet told him about the fact he talks in his sleep. I will, I'd just rather let him say it without first, though doesn't look like he will.

Of course, I didn't want to lose Nikki. And I think everything can be fixed, our relationship wasn't broken, not yet. It could still be saved, it was just a little out of shape. We could get back on the same page, if what he was saying was true, that there wasn't any issues, there was clearly something but as long as it wasn't severe.

Our relationship was special, we'd been told that and we'd believed it because we'd never found anything like each other before. And to see this strain, even if it was slight, was heartbreaking for me. I'd suggested marriage counselling to Nikki and he'd looked at me with the most 'what the fuck?' look I'd ever seen. But I was serious, I had to know what was going on in his head.

There has to be something, because why say these things in his sleep otherwise? We had to fix this. Nikki was too much of a good thing to lose. All I wanted was him to just tell me straight what his problem was and we could go to counselling and sort it out.

He looked at me like I was nuts for ever even questioning this, and if I was wrong then I'd forever feel humiliated but what else was I supposed to think... I had an overactive imagination, so maybe... possibly I could just be seeing more in this situation than is actually there.