In the dimly lit bedroom, YN tossed and turned, her mind plagued by relentless nightmares that refused to let her rest. The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting eerie shadows on the walls. With a heavy sigh, she stared at her phone on the bedside table, contemplating whether to call Daniel Bryan, who was currently on the road for another intense wrestling tour.
As the minutes ticked by, YN's internal struggle continued. She and Daniel had been through so much together, and he had always been her anchor during these sleepless nights. But this time, doubt crept in. Would he actually answer if she reached out? He was undoubtedly exhausted from the grueling matches and constant traveling. What if she was just bothering him?
Torn between seeking comfort and not wanting to burden him, YN finally gave in to her longing for solace. She picked up her phone and dialed Daniel's number, her heart racing as it rang on the other end.
On the tour bus, Daniel Bryan's phone vibrated, interrupting his conversation with a fellow wrestler. He glanced at the caller ID, a warm smile lighting up his tired face. "Excuse me for a moment," he said, stepping away to answer the call.
"Hey," Daniel's voice carried a mix of fatigue and concern as he greeted YN.
YN's voice quivered slightly, a mixture of relief and vulnerability. "Hey, Daniel. I'm sorry to bother you. It's just... I can't sleep, and the nightmares won't stop."
A genuine understanding filled Daniel's voice. "You're never a bother, YN. I'm here for you. Tell me what's going on."
Over the phone, YN poured her heart out, describing the haunting images that tormented her nights. With each word, Daniel listened attentively, his empathy bridging the distance between them. He offered reassurance, his words like a soothing balm for her wounded spirit.
"You're not alone in this, YN," he said softly. "I wish I could be there with you right now, holding you and helping you through this. But since I can't, let's try something together, okay?"
As Daniel guided her through a relaxation exercise, YN closed her eyes and focused on his words. His presence, even from miles away, gave her a sense of security. With his guidance, the tension in her body began to ease, and the grip of the nightmares started to loosen.
After a while, YN's breathing became steady, and the overwhelming fear began to subside. "Thank you, Daniel. I needed this."
"I'm glad I could help," he replied warmly. "Remember, you can always call me, no matter where I am or what time it is. Your peace of mind is important to me."
YN smiled, feeling a deep sense of gratitude for the man who had been her rock through thick and thin. "Would you have actually answered if I had called earlier?" she couldn't help but ask, her earlier doubts resurfacing.
Daniel's laughter was like a comforting embrace. "Absolutely, YN. You're never alone in this journey."
As they talked a little longer, YN felt a renewed sense of strength. The nightmares might still come and go, but knowing that Daniel would be there to answer her call brought her a newfound sense of comfort.
A few days later, as the wrestling tour continued its grueling schedule, Roman Reigns found a moment to catch up with his friend Daniel Bryan. They were sitting in the locker room, both taking a breather after their respective matches. Roman's concern for his cousin YN had been growing, as he hadn't heard from her in a while.
"Hey, Daniel," Roman began, his brow furrowed with worry. "Have you talked to YN recently?"
Daniel, towel draped around his neck, looked up from his water bottle. "Yeah, I spoke to her a few days ago. She was having trouble sleeping because of nightmares, so we chatted for a bit. Why? Is everything okay?"
Relief washed over Roman as he learned that YN had been in touch with Daniel. "Yeah, just haven't heard from her in a bit, and you know how it is. Family gets concerned."
Daniel nodded, understanding the sentiment completely. "Of course, family comes first. But she's been dealing with those nightmares again. She seemed to be doing better after our talk, though."
Roman's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Nightmares? She didn't mention anything to me about that."
Daniel leaned forward, a concerned look on his face. "I don't think she wanted to worry you. She's a strong one, but sometimes those things can be really tough to handle alone."
Roman let out a sigh, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, she's always been like that. Tries to handle everything on her own."
"Maybe check in on her when you get the chance," Daniel suggested gently. "She might not admit it, but she could probably use a little extra support right now."
Nodding, Roman pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to YN, asking how she was doing and if everything was alright. As he waited for a response, he couldn't help but appreciate the bond between YN and Daniel. They seemed to understand each other on a level that transcended words.
A few minutes later, Roman's phone buzzed with a reply from YN. "Hey, Roman. Thanks for checking in. I'm doing better now. Just had a rough patch, but I'm okay."
With a relieved smile, Roman typed back, "Glad to hear you're doing better. Remember, you've got family who's here for you."
As Roman put his phone away, he looked back at Daniel. "Thanks for being there for her, man. Means a lot to me."
Daniel's smile was warm and genuine. "Of course, Roman. We're all a big family here, and looking out for each other is what we do."
At the end of an exhausting week on the road, Daniel Bryan finally arrived back home. The familiar sights and sounds of their shared apartment brought a sense of comfort as he stepped through the door. As he walked into the living room, he couldn't help but notice the soft glow of lamplight casting a warm ambiance.
There, on the sofa, lay YN, her eyes closed in what seemed like peaceful slumber. Her features were relaxed, the tension that had been etched into her expression seemingly faded away. Daniel couldn't help but feel a swell of affection for the woman who had captured his heart.
Gently placing his bag on the floor, Daniel walked over to the sofa and sat down beside her. He watched her for a moment, allowing the tenderness of the moment to wash over him. His fingers brushed a stray strand of hair away from her face, and he whispered her name softly.
YN stirred, her eyelids fluttering open to reveal a sleepy smile. "Hey," she murmured, her voice husky with sleep.
"Hey," Daniel replied, his voice warm and affectionate. "Missed you."
YN stretched slightly, her body shifting as she fully woke up. "Missed you too. How was your past few weeks?"
Daniel shrugged, a playful glint in his eyes. "You know, the usual mix of chaos and adrenaline. But I'm glad to be home."
YN's smile widened, and she sat up, leaning against the back of the sofa. "I'm glad you're back too. It's been pretty quiet around here without you."
Daniel's gaze softened as he looked at her, his heart swelling with love. "Quiet, huh? Well, I hope I can make some noise and disrupt that tranquility."
YN laughed softly, the sound like music to his ears. "You're always full of surprises."
Leaning closer, Daniel captured her hand in his, his thumb caressing her knuckles. "How are you feeling now? Any more nightmares?"
YN shook her head, a grateful look in her eyes. "No, actually. Talking to you really helped. I've been sleeping better."
His smile was filled with satisfaction. "I'm glad to hear that. Remember, I'm just a call away if you ever need me, okay?"
"I know," YN replied, her voice sincere. "Thank you for always being there for me, Daniel."
Daniel leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Always."
As they sat there together, the bond between them felt stronger than ever. The challenges they faced, whether on the road or in their personal lives, only seemed to bring them closer. In the quiet of their shared space, surrounded by love and understanding, Daniel Bryan and YN found solace in each other's presence, ready to face whatever the future held, side by side.
