Denis Kolomiets//Drake//Drakeoffc//Drake

It is the dead of night. You wake up to strong arms pressing you close. The blond has buried his head in the crown of your head, his breathing ragged.
"Den? Is everything okay?" you ask, yawning.
"Y... yeah. Just had a nightmare, don't worry." The guy's voice trembled slightly, and his grip tightened, as if he were afraid of letting you go.

deep night. you woke up from strong arms hugging you. the blond buried his head in yours, breathing raggedly.
-Den? Is everything okay?- you asked, yawning.
-y..yes. I just had a nightmare, don't worry.- the guy's voice trembled a little, and the grip of his hands tightened, as if afraid to let you go.