Michael

Dream

The next morning Mika woke up in his bed. His own bed. He gripped his pillow and let out a sigh when all of the sudden he felt someone's arms wrap around his waist.

"Good morning," a familiar voice said as they kissed Mika's shoulder.

Tears began to flow from Mika's eyes as he turned around to face Michael. He touched Michael's face and then pinched himself, "ow." Mika said.

Michael giggled, "why did you do that?"

"Is this real?" Mika asked as he looked into Michael's eyes.

Michael gave him a worried look, "what do you mean babe?"

"I mean last night, what happened?"

"Well, we went to dinner, I told you I had cancer, we got into an argument, I stormed off, and then your sister called me saying you couldn't breathe. Fitz had to give you a sedative. I talked with your sisters all night Mika. I don't want to break up. I love you," Michael told Mika.

Mika pressed his lips against Michael's, "it was all a dream then."

"What was a dream?" Michael asked as he pulled away from Mika.

"I thought I killed you. I took off and I hit you with my car. I was in jail," Mika told Michael as tears flowed down his face.

Michael pulled Mika into him to comfort him. "I'm fine babe. We're fine. I love you."

"I love you."