PG [Fluff]
Onew has nightmares.
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Onew's had nightmares since he was a little kid. He'd wake up in the middle of the night, screaming for his umma. The things that he dreamed of he did not want to think about. He dreamed about things that went 'bump' in the night and things that peered out of his closet with glowing eyes.
The dreams had gotten rarer as he aged, thankfully. Occasionally, though, he'd have one that would have him waking up in a cold sweat, panting.
But not tonight. Onew came to, screaming. The worried face of his girlfriend peers down at him, grasping his hand tightly.
"You've been screaming for two minutes," she says, biting her lip worriedly. "Was it another nightmare?"
"Yeah." Onew nods and sits up, willing himself not to think of the woman in his nightmares. This one was particularly terrifying.
"Well, you're fine now," Aimee says, stroking his hair comfortingly. "I'll keep you safe."
Onew smiles. "I wouldn't doubt them."
Aimee shakes her head and smiles. "Nope. I'd go all kamehameha up in their grill."
Onew chuckles and repositions his head so that it's resting on her chest. He wraps his arms around her and Aimee smiles warmly down at him.
It's times like these when Onew thinks that he should really have more nightmares, no matter if they scare the crap out of him. Because Aimee will be there to comfort him.
