Alex fought Andreas for a moment before he realized who he was fighting. Alex relaxed down into the bedding as his hands stopped flailing in the air and settled on Andreas’s solid chest. His fingers curled into the robe and he let out a soft hiccup as he tried to keep the sob inside.<br/><br/>“Where were you?” The fear still gripped his voice, but twice now andreas had come running in to save him from the nightmare. He opened his mouth to say something, but all the sound that came out was a whimpering sigh. It was dark, but he could still see Andreas’ visage shrouded in shadows. Alex’s palms flattened and stroked back up the other man’s chest. One curled around the back of Andreas’s neck and the other stayed firm on his left peck.<br/><br/>The blonde locks were haphazardly strewn around his frightened features. Those wide eyes glittered in moonlight that managed to spill into the room. Alex wiggled down, pressing himself back into the bed as he murmured, “Don’t leave me.”