Getting nightmares was a usual occurrence for Kokuyou, especially after the injury to his neck. This time around, though, his nightmare had nothing to do with him.

Kokuyou woke up, breathing hard and drenched in sweat. He sat up on his bed and ran his fingers through his hair, trying to catch his breath. No matter how many times he tried to calm down, his mind refused to cooperate. Images of you getting injured and him watching helplessly replayed in his mind over and over.

Sighing, he got out of bed and walked to the window with a cigarette pack in hand. The red-haired man pulled out a cigarette and stared at it for a while. Was this enough to calm him down? He shook his head and tossed the pack on a nearby table before heading to the bathroom.

Kokuyou got dressed and headed out of his apartment building. The streets were so quiet that the sounds of his footsteps echoed through the empty roads. Within a few minutes, he found himself standing in front of your front door. Kokuyou wasn’t sure how you would react to him visiting you this late, but he had to see you.

Knock. Knock.

Luckily for him, you weren’t asleep yet. When you opened the door, Kokuyou pulled you into his chest and firmly wrapped his arms around you. Holding you in his arms calmed his racing heart a little.

“Kokuyou, what’s wrong? Did something happen?”

He gradually released you and entered your home before telling you about the nightmare. Kokuyou only gave you the basic synopsis as he didn’t feel the need to go into detail.

Much to his surprise, you chuckled, cupping his cheek in your hands. “I’m okay! Nothing is going to happen to me as long as you’re around.”

Your words brought him the peace he needed, but he still asked to stay the night.

As you slept, Kokuyou held you in his arms and stared at your angelic face. He now knew that his nightmare was a figment of his imagination, but even then, he couldn’t completely push his worries away. He knows he doesn’t tell you this enough, but you mean the world to him. Kokuyou can’t and doesn’t want to imagine a world without you.