Chapter 9 - Eight
ERWIN
By the time I get out of the bathroom, I see Leo has already passed out cold on the bed. I slowly climb up the bed, afraid that I might wake him up.
Usually I don't like people when they are asleep because when they are asleep they intend to show their most soft and vulnerable part when they do not even want it to show. But for some reason I like to see Leo when he is sleeping.
No, I like to see him in every form and angle possible. When he is sleeping, working and even that very familiar frowned face or that face which wears nothing like a dead corpse. I like all of it. All of them.
The other day, when he slept in my arms, he wore a soft soothing expression on his face. It almost felt like it was saying: "I can be at peace after all". I liked that relieved face of his. There was a warm feeling in my chest for some unknown reason. And if you ask me, I want it to be left unknown. Because I know, once I find out the reason behind the warmth inside my chest that always felt empty, I will no longer be able to go back to the way I was before.
Heartless. Unfeeling. And a money maniac.
But today when I silently scoot over to him to observe him, my heart clenches. His heavenly pretty face twitches uncontrollably, pink brows frowned so deeply that his smooth, beautiful forehead is getting wrinkled. His reddish lips are quivering and big beads of cold sweats are forming in his forehead. I have never seen Leo wearing this kind of look before.
He is having a nightmare. And a very horrifying one over that.
I know, every nightmare is equally horrifying but for some reason I have a feeling that this man with vibrant pink hair is suffering from a nightmare that is never ending. And worse it is repeating itself again and again.
When someone suffers from nightmare like that one should not wake him up. It only makes the situation worse. So, I gently run my fingers through his beautiful straight brows. My touch as smooth and light as the touch of a feather. And unexpectedly his eyebrows start to smoothen. He seems to have calmed down a little as he leans to my slight touch.