I slowly opened my eyes, revealing nothing but darkness. Slowly my sight adjusted, pale white light filtering in through the window from the moon. I startled as something brushed against my side, surprised to see Ivan laying in bed next to me. I clutched the blanket tighter, relief flooding through my body.
Reader: Ivan.
I whispered in the darkness.
He murmured softly in his sleep, breath light.
His hair was mussed, hanging slightly over his pale forehead.
Without meaning to, I found myself stroking his hair, feeling the silkiness through my fingertips.
Ivan: Mmm.
I froze, Ivan angling his face. Slowly his arm reached up, grasping my hand.
Reader: I-Ivan...I didn't know you...
I trailed off, at a loss of words. He merely smiled.
Closing his eyes he continued to hold my hand, squeezing ever so gently.