Arms come to wrap rightly around his neck and he doesn't hesitate to hug her back, though he feels admittedly curious and maybe a bit confused for the sudden embrace in the first place. "What's wrong, Lucy?" He asks.
She doesn't reply at first, just takes in a shakey breath and releases it in a relieved sigh. The breath tickles his exposed neck.
"Lucy?"
She pulls back slow, enough to see his face and look him in the eye. Her arms have fallen back and now only her hands rest on his shoulders. He notices for the first time how puffy and red her eyes are. "I had a nightmare." She tells him and he nods in understanding. He has the nightmares too.
She continues. "You died."
He nods again and she doesn't resist as he pulls her back against him, her head tucked against his chest. Nothing else needs to be said.
Quick something that came to me in the middle of the night. I'm leaving it hanging in regards to the exact nature of both their nightmares, possibly for later use heh heh.
And don't worry, next time I'll have a longer one for you guys.