An Imagine (01)

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You are sleeping lightly and wake startled at a poke to the arm. You curse and look up seeing Zak kneeling at the side of your bed.
'I had a bad dream.'
You run you hand over his bare shoulder and the pull back the covers.
'Come in then.'
He jumps in with you and you snuggle.
You ask him quietly if he wants to talk about it but you hear his steady breaths.
You smile to yourself as Zak sleeps curled into you. 

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