You wake up from a bad dream and Pedro is more than willing to help calm you down and give you exactly what you need: some special comfort from him.

Some swearing.

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Someone bad is... chasing after you! You can't quite make out their face. All you can see is a big, bulking figure, whose facial features are distorted.

You run and run and run. But they're gaining on you! You try hiding numerous places, but the figure always seems to know where you're hiding at.

Your heart is racing and sweat is dripping off your brow. You frantically look around, trying to find anywhere to hide from this awful figure, that insists on terrorizing you for no reason.

You huddle behind a couch, in a room that seems to be like something out of Alice in Wonderland. Everything is all twisted and distorted and wrong.

Suddenly, the giant figure appears, raising their arms to grab you. They lunge at you, grabbing your legs and dragging you off, as you scream in terror.

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You end up screaming yourself awake and you feel someone touching your back. You scream again, certain that it's that awful figure, come to hurt you again. Only this time for real.

"Y/N! Hey, whoa! It's only me, Pedro!"

You turn, throwing yourself at him and holding on tight, as you begin to cry. Pedro's right hand comes up, gently cupping the back of your head as you sob softly against his shoulder.

"Ssh, mi amor. Shh. I'm here. Nothing bad is happening to you. I got you. Ssh."

Pedro shifts around, holding you more carefully and trying to pull you up into his lap. He gently strokes your hair and speaks quietly to you in Spanish.

You slowly, slowly start to calm down, but you don't release your hold on him. Pedro gently ricks you in his strong arms and gently kisses your forehead.

"You had a bad dream, chica?" he whispers. You squeeze your eyes shut, more tears spilling out and down over Pedro's bare skin.

"Y-Yes. Oh, Pedro! It was awful! Just awful!" You whisper, your voice choked with emotion and fright.

"How? Can you tell me? Or would you rather not talk about it?"

"A... awful hulking figure was chasing after me. And...and they eventually caught me and we're dragging me off. Oh, Pedrito!"

"Shh, mi amor. Shh. That didn't really happen, though. You're right here with me. No awful, damn hulking figure is after you. You're safe, here with me."

You open your eyes and slide around, slipping your arm around Pedro's waist and just leaned against his strong body.

Pedro gently kisses the crown of your head and you smile. A little. You can still see that awful figure, chasing after you.

You try to get the image out of your head. You turn your head, gazing into Pedro's beautiful brown eyes. He winks at you and you smile again.

Thank God for this man right here. He's so kind and gentle and sweet and caring. You carefully finger his lips and Pedro chuckles softly.

"Will you kiss me, Pedrito?" You whisper. "Please?"

Pedro obliges and you allow his tender and gentle kiss to completely consume you. It slowly starts to erase the bad images.

"Thank you, my handsome one." Pedro hugs you again, resting his chin on the top of your head.

"I'm sorry that I woke you up," you say softly, starting to feel guilty.

"It's okay. Please don't beat yourself up over it, okay?"

"Okay." You sigh softly, as you start to slide off of Pedro's lap.

You both snuggle down under the blankets, clinging to each other. Pedro will occasionally gently kiss you on random parts of your upper body.

You carefully stroke his facial hair, loving the soft hairs against your fingers. It's very calming for you.

"I sure hope I don't have anymore stupid dreams like that," you say softly to Pedro.

"For your sake, chica, I hope so, too." Pedro kisses you on the lips and you adore the feeling of his lips against yours.

He holds you protectively around the waist as you hold on his waist, stroking his back.

"I love you, Pedrito," you murmur as you slowly began to feel drowsy again and sleep is knocking at your door of consciousness.

"I love you, too, Y/N." He kisses your forehead once more as you both slowly drift back off to sleep, safely nestled up against one another.