Luke woke up suddenly with a gasp. He looked to his left and saw that Michael wasn't next to him, making him even more worried. It was the second time that week that Luke had had a bad dream. He quickly sat up and got himself from out of the covers.
The blond shuffled to the door, closing it behind him. He made his way down the stairs, hoping his love was in the living room.
He walked into the living room, feeling relived when he saw Michael sleeping on the couch. He remembered their fight they had before they went to bed, but Luke was scared and didn't care anymore.
He went up to the side of the couch and slightly nudged Michael's shoulder. He waited a couple seconds before doing it again, finally waking him up. Michael looked around, confused as to why we was being woken up.
"What do you want, Luke?" He asked groggily, wiping his eyes.
The blond fiddled with his fingers, "I had a nightmare." He whispered, showing Michael his puppy dog eyes.
Michael was more awake now and asked, "Are you okay?"
There was a pause. Luke wondered if he should say he was okay and go back to bed, or tell the truth. He chose the latter.
Luke shook his head and Michael scooted himself back against the couch. The blond looked hesitant. Michael sighed before motioning for him to lay down.
"We'll talk about it in the morning," He said, referring to their fight, "Mind telling me what your bad dream was about?"
Luke laid down,facing Michael before putting his hand on Michael's hip. "I was awake in my dream. There was a black figure in the corner where our dresser is, and it started to move toward me."
Luke shuddered as he pictured the scary thought. Michael ran his hands through Luke's hair, encouraging the smaller boy to continue.
"As it was walking to me, I tried to run away but i-it was like i was stuck to the bed. I couldn't m-move. It grabbed onto me and that's when I woke up."
Michael shushed the boy as he started to cry softly. Luke was always a vivid dreamer and sometimes that wasn't such a good thing. Luke buried his face into Michael's shirt, wanting his boy to engulf him and protect him from all evil.
"I'm here now, Baby. You can get a good night's sleep now." Luke nodded, his face still pressed up against his chest.
"Goodnight kisses." Luke muttered, reaching his face up towards Michael's, puckering his lips.
Michael smiled and pressed his lips to Luke's, smothering him in all of his love.
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