You woke with a startled gasp and placed a hand over your heart, willing it to slow down. You looked over to see Myungsoo sleeping peacefully next to you. You propped yourself up your elbow and stared at his face. You reached out and lightly brushed his bangs back.

“Just a dream” you sighed.

“What's just a dream?” his voice startled you and you fell off the bed with a yelp.

He chuckled and helped you back on the bed “Are you okay?”

You nodded “No blood no foul.”

He opened his arms as an invitation and you gladly accepted. You snuggled into him and he made a soothing circular motion with his fingers on your back.

“Care to tell me why you were watching me sleep.” he said after a minute.

You slightly stiffened as you remembered the nightmare. “I just like watching you sleep....” okay, you didn't even sound convincing to you.

“Did you have a bad dream?” he asked, ignoring your bad attempt at a cover up.

You nodded and you could feel him kiss your head “Do you wanna talk about it?” he whispered against your hair

You shrugged “Not much to talk about......I was dying and no one cared......not even you.” he had stopped the soothing motion of his fingers “See? No big deal.”

He was quiet and still for a long time....you though he'd fallen asleep “Myung?” you pulled back slightly to get a look at his face. You gasped when your position was suddenly changed to him hovering over you. You blushed and tried to look anywhere but his intense glare.

“Y-yah! What are you do-” you were silenced with a kiss, not a rough kiss, but a gentle, romantic one. You were in danger of melting into a puddle beneath him.

He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against yours “Pabo” he spoke “your death......your death is something I can't even think about because just the thought of losing you...” he trailed of and then pressed his lips against your forehead “and trust me, I'm not the only one that couldn't bear to see anything happen to you.”

A lump had formed in your throat from the sincerity of his words, it was rare for him to be so open about his emotions. He placed a hand on your cheek and for a while he just stared at you with an unreadable expression on his face, talking about your death had stirred up so many emotions in him.

He then rolled off of you and took you back in his arms “Now no more waking me up with your stupid dreams.” He “scolded” you and you both fell back into a deep, peaceful sleep.