Michael opened his eyes when he felt Luke stirring around beside him.
He saw Luke sit up in the dark room, and scoot towards him.
"Michael, are you awake?" Luke whispered as he laid down directly beside Michael.
"Yeah.." Michael whispered back, really just wanting to go back to sleep.
"I had another nightmare." Luke whimpered, trying to snuggle closer to Michael.
"Baby, it's okay, I'm right here..." Michael said, and reached over, flipping the lamp on the dimmest setting, knowing that it calms Luke down when it's not completely dark.
He pulled the blanket over Luke's broad shoulders, and ran a hand through his soft blonde hair.
"I know it's scary, but you've gotta remember that none of it is real. You're okay. I've got you.." Michael whispered, and kissed the top of Luke's head.
Luke nodded, but he still felt anxious. His heart was still beating, and he just wishes it was morning.
"Michael, hold me." Luke whispered. "I am, Luke." Michael laughed, and the blonde boy shook his head.
Michael sat up against the headboard and Luke sat in his lap, his head resting on one of Michael's shoulder, his legs curled up, and pulled to his chest as well.
Luke sighed in content as he began feeling so safe in Michael's arms.
"Thank you, Michael. I know you probably wanna go back to sleep." Luke said softly.
"I'd rather make sure you're okay than to go back to sleep," he said, and Luke lightly smiled, squeezing Michael's arm.
"I really love you." Luke whispered.
"I love you too, sweetheart."
