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It was 3:54 AM when Blake woke up, crying. I was up trying to finish a paper when I noticed her shaking. I pulled her against me, and kissed the top of her head. 

 "Blake, what's wrong?" I whispered, holding her tight.

 "Bad dream," her voice broke. 

 "It's okay, I'm here."

 "I don't wanna remember him, Yang..." I froze, and raised one eyebrow. 

 "Him?" 

 "Adam."

 "Adam? Who's Adam?" My eyebrows furrowed.

 "I.. Would rather talk about him some other time. Forget that I cried. Forget this, maybe? Fuck," she swore, "I don't know. Yang, I'm sorry."

 "For what, darling? C'mon, talk to me? I'm here." I gently played with her hair, admiring how soft it was. She was really pretty. And mysterious. I'd like to get her out of that shell of hers. But it's alright if she doesn't want to. I don't wanna change her if she's not up for it.

 "I can't." Blake's voice cracked and I cursed under my breath. She sounded so vulnerable. I pulled her tighter against me and hummed to her quietly.

 "Alright, lovely. That's okay. We'll figure it out. Go back to sleep, okay?" 

 "Your paper-"

 "Fuck the paper. You're more important." I whispered, lying down next to her before wrapping my arm around her waist. "Sleep."

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