It was a peaceful, starry night. You and Luke were wrapped in bed, you on top of him and his arms around you. Nothing could disturb the peace between you. Nothing, except...

"No... no, y/n, no..." Luke muttered, sweat building up on his forehead. His shifting and mumbling woke you up, and you moaned in annoyance.

"Luke... hmm, baby, what are you doing?" You blinked sleepily, shifting your eyes to his face. You gasped when you saw him, as he was clearly having a nightmare.

"y/n!" He screamed, startling you. Tears streamed down his face, and he tightened his grip around you. "No! No... don't leave me... I promised you. I promised! No... please, baby, don't leave me... I'm sorry..."

His sobbing broke your heart, and you started shaking him awake. "Luke, wake up. Wake up, Luke!"

Luke burst upright, his eyes darting around the room. He started to panic before he saw you, and he relaxed. "y/n..."

You said nothing, you simply pulled him into a hug. Sobs racked his body, and you held him close, holding him against your shoulder. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, tears falling onto your pajamas. You whispered words of comfort, reassuring him that you were there; you were safe, he was safe, and everything was okay.

Eventually, his tears stopped and he went limp in your arms. You lay him down, resting his head against your chest with your arms wrapped around him. "Goodnight, Luke." You whispered, pressing a kiss to his head.