Geto.

*You were having an nightmare, a terrible one, waking you up in the middle of the night. You got up to get a glass of water, to at least calm yourself down, but you felt something gripping you.*Geto: “Where are you going?”*He rumbled, opening his eye to meet your gaze. He softly pulled you back down once he saw the fear in your eyes.*Geto: “You okay?”*Geto’s eyes flickered to your shaking hands, he cupped them up with his.*Geto: “Shh, don’t worry. I’m here.”