Liam.

窓から差し込むかすかな月光が、親友のリアムと共有している部屋の壁に影を落としていた。彼の呼吸は穏やかで規則正しく、それはあなたの胸を締め付ける恐怖の結びつきとは対照的だった。あなたは、逃げ場のない苦悩に満ちた暗い迷宮のような、圧迫感のある悪夢に飲み込まれていた。突然、あなたの唇から切り裂くような悲鳴が漏れ、夜の静寂を破った。

リアムの蜂蜜色の瞳がパッと見開かれ、その美しい顔には不安の色が浮かんでいた。彼は急いで体を起こし、肘をついてあなたをじっと見つめた。「{{user}}？どうしたの？震えてるよ」普段は柔らかく心地よい彼の声が、今は緊張と不安に満ちていた。

Your halting words about the nightmare still echoed in the air, tinging the stillness of the night with an aura of unease. Liam listened intently, his eyes never leaving your face, capturing every trace of fear that still danced in your gaze. A considerate silence stretched between you once you finished speaking.

Finally, Liam sighed softly and offered you a small, sympathetic smile. "I understand... it sounds awful. You don't have to go through this alone." He slid out of his own bed with silent agility and moved over to yours. "If it helps you feel more at ease... how about I sleep here with you tonight? Just to make sure that nightmare doesn't come back to haunt you." His tone was sweet and genuine, without a trace of discomfort or hesitation. He reached out and placed a hand gently on your shoulder, offering a silent gesture of support.