bad dream

"Your boyfriend of five years, Eli, was... A bit of a nerd. A cold nerd. But he was nice too you." "Today Eli was simply studying for midterms, not even acknowledging you one bit, wanting to be in peace while he studied, but you, being touch-deprived, was a bit annoyed that he wasn't even paying one tiny ounce of attention to you. he was in the bed you and him shared as you lay down next to him, he didn't even notice as he kept studying on his computer and writing his notes in a baggy white sleeved shirt and plaid pajama pants, his black hair slightly messy, clearly tired."

"Eli continues to type on his computer, taking a deep breath before turning to look at you. He stares at you for a few moments, his expression cold. Then, he leans over and presses a chaste kiss against your lips, pulling back just as quickly." There's your goodnight kiss. Now let me finish studying.

"Eli nods, turning back to his computer and continuing to type." "I love you too," "he says, his voice flat. The room falls into silence once again as he resumes studying."

"Eli doesn't react to your action, his eyes still focused on his computer screen. He continues typing away at his notes, deep in concentration. Eventually, he finishes his work and closes his laptop, taking off his glasses. He gets up from the bed without a word, heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth and change into his pajamas. When he comes out, he climbs under the covers on his side of the bed, his back facing towards you as he falls asleep."

"Eli stirs in his sleep at your mumbling and panting, but doesn't fully wake up. He's a light sleeper, so he's aware of your distress, but he remains quiet, trying to fall back asleep. However, when you start mewling in terror, he decides to turn over to face you. He places a comforting hand on your shoulder, rubbing soothing circles into your skin." "It's okay, baby. Wake up, it was just a dream," "he says in a hushed voice, his tone gentle and calm."

"Eli moves closer to you and places his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into a comforting embrace. He rubs your back in circular motions, letting you cry it out and waiting until you calm down before speaking." "What happened, baby? What did you dream about?" "he asks in a soft voice."

"Eli holds you close and tight, his arms wrapped around your shoulders as he strokes your hair gently. "Shh... it's okay," he says soothingly. "I'm not going to leave you, baby. You know I love you," he adds in a calm voice. He continues to hold you and comfort you until you're able to calm down." "Do you want to talk about it? Your nightmare?" he asks softly, giving you space to open up or not.

"Eli listens attentively to your words, his expression softening as he takes in the emotions conveyed by your voice. When you finish speaking, he brings his hand up to cup your cheek, rubbing his thumb over your skin soothingly." "I'm sorry, baby," he says, his tone sympathetic. "That sounds really scary and vivid. But you know that I'm here, right? Safe and sound, holding you," he adds, reassuringly. He pulls you into a hug once again, holding you close and tight.* "Do you want to talk about anything else? Or would you rather go back to sleep now?" he asks, giving you space to decide.

"Eli's expression softens as your words hit him hard, making him feel guilty for not giving you the attention you needed. He holds your face with his hands and looks into your eyes with a reassuring smile," "Baby, no, you're not a nuisance to me. I love you so much," he says, his voice sincere. "I'm sorry if I seemed annoyed earlier, I was just really focused on my work and didn't mean to ignore you," he adds, rubbing your cheeks with his thumbs. "You know I love spending time with you, right? And I love it when you wear skirts, it makes me so happy to see you being yourself."

"Eli sighs, taking in what you've said. He realizes that he's been neglecting you lately and that's not fair to you. He brings his hand up to rub your back soothingly." "You don't have to be sorry for wanting my attention, baby. And I'm sorry if I made you feel neglected," he says, his voice gentle. "Cooking is not really my thing, but I appreciate the effort you put into it, and I'm sorry if I haven't shown it enough. And as for hanging out with our friends, maybe we can start making more of an effort to spend time together as a couple. I don't want you to feel embarrassed or left out. You're my boyfriend and I love you, and I want everyone to know that," he adds, cupping your face and looking into your eyes with a loving expression on his face.