Jean lays in his bed. He is breathing heavily. He can feel the sweat falling down his face. He glances over to his side. There is a young lady, curled up under the covers, sleeping peacefully next to him. He sits up slowly, careful not to wake the sleeping female. His feet land on the floor. He runs a hand through his hair. He glances back to the female. He watches as she breathes calmly. He stands up and leaves the room.
He walks down the hallway and into the kitchen. He walks over and grabs a glass. He begins to pour his self some water. He sits down at the table. He takes a sip of water.
"These nightmares are getting out of hand." He breathes out.
"What nightmares?" A gentle voice fills his ears.
Jean looks up. His girlfriend stands there, holding on to the over sized shirt she was wearing. She walks over to the man. She pulls out a chair and sits down. Her hands sit on the table. Jean slowly reaches and takes hold of her hands. He rubs over her knuckles and rubs circles on her hands.
"It's nothing to worry about." He mumbles.
"Jean. You can tell me." She looks into his eyes.
"I'd rather not. If that's okay with you." He tries to look away.
"Okay, then. Let's go back to bed." She starts to stand up.
"Good idea." Jean stands up.
He wraps his arms around her waist. His head falls into the space next to her head. They both begin to walk back to their bed room. He looks over to [Name]. He feels a smile form on his face.
"Why are you wearing my shirt?" Jean asked [Name].
"Well, it was cold! Because of you, I was in my bra and underwear. So, I saw your shirt and I put it on." She began to blush.
"It's okay, because you look adorable in my shirt." Jean kissed her cheek.
"Whatever you say." She said as she fell on to their bed.
Jean laid next to her. He pulled the covers over them. She curled up against him. He let of a chuckle. He pulled her closer. He watched as her eyes fell slowly into a deep slumber. He soon felt his eyes doing the same.
Jean woke up early the next morning. He sat up and looked at [Name]. The covers rested at her waist. Jean's button up shirt, that was on the girl, was falling off her shoulders. He could see her bra. He blush sightly.
"Those nightmares about losing you are silly now." He whispered.
Jean leaned down and placed a soft kiss on [Name]'s head. He got up from bed, and started to get dress. He had his pants on and was putting on his shirt. He heard soft movement coming from the bed. He turned around to see [Name] sitting up. She was rubbing her eyes.
"You're up early." He told her.
"Really? Did you have any more nightmares last night?" She asked him.
"Nope. And it's thanks to you." He gave her a kiss. "We're still watching movies tonight when I get home, right?"
"Yes! It's your turn to pick the movie." She smiled.
"Good. Now I have to finish getting dressed." He started buttoning his shirt.