6 (Reira) enters your bedroom at night, saying he/she had a nightmare. What do you do?
I turned over and snuggled deeper into the sheets, not sure what had pulled me from sleep's sweet embrace and unwilling to comply until I did know. After almost five minutes of tossing and turning, I finally gave up, slipped out of bed. . . and promptly walked into the wardrobe.
'God-Cards dammit Reiji! Why would you put that there?!'
Okay explanation time. The reason I was mentally cursing Reiji's sense of arrangement was because that's whose house I was at. He was away for business for a few days, and as the only one of Reira's favourite people available, Reiji had asked me to stay with him while he was gone.
Finally making it to the ensuite, I got a glass of water and went back to bed. A few minutes later, I finally found out what had woken me to begin with. My door creaked open and a small figure crept in.
"Chika?" whispered Reira.
"What's wrong sweetie?"
"I h-had a bad dream and c-can't sleep," he hiccupped, shuffling to the side of the bed, clutching his bear and trailing a blanket.
My heart melted. "Oh, it's okay. Come here," I said, holding my arms out to him. He rushed over and we snuggled together.
"Can I sleep with you?"
"Of course."