Malia let him hold her tightly, even if her body was sore, she’d never deny him this security. Whatever it was he dreamt, it had clearly shaken him to his very core; she wasn’t ok with him being so upset, so scared. His hands were still shaking, she could feel the vibration against her skin as he held her close to his body. He needed her now, and nothing would pull her away from that. She may not have known, but she would never force him to tell her anything, not unless he was ready.<br/><br/>At his gentle request, she offered him a smile, nodding in agreement. “Don’t worry about it, Cars. I’d rather be awake with you, than you alone in here.” No more words were needed, she simply tugged him as close to her small frame as she physically could, her fingers lightly tracing up and down his spin, all the way to the dip of his back, and then back up. Her forehead rested on his shoulder, and her eyes fluttered closed while she held him. After pressing a soft kiss to the soft skin on his shoulder, she moved her free hand from his back, the slender fingers tangling in his hair. She gently combed through the wet strands, her fingertips lightly scratching his scalp.<br/><br/>“You know how much I love you, right?” Her voice, not even above a whisper, was soft against his ear. “I’d do anything for you, if you want to stay in here the rest of the night then we will. If you want to lay down and let me hold you tight, we will. Just name it.”