Luhan wakes up from his sleep. Another nightmare: the same repeating dream that always haunts him. His loud gasp and breathing, wakes the beauty sleeping soundless beside him.
"What is it Lu?" your voice sounds raspy from waking up, Luhan gets up from his sleeping position and leans his back on the head board.
Luhan takes a deep breath, "Nightmare," he cups his hands onto his face and sighs.
You scoot closer to him and pull him into a hug, "Again... the same one?" You whisper softly into his ear.
Luhan nods and lays his head to your chest; he closes his eyes and takes deep breaths. The dark claws in his dream earlier are still swimming in his head, he presses his eyes tighter and grits his teeth, he shakes his head in order to keep the mind away.
Luhan holds his head up and stares into your deep blue calm eyes, he searches for comfort in it. "Honey, it's horrible. I cannot sleep and wake up with the same worry, I am afraid of losing you. I can't live without you."
You chuckle, "I am immortal Lu, I am the one who is supposed to be afraid of losing you."
He bites his lips in frustration, "I'm aware, just that... can't you make me immortal too?"
You kiss him lightly, "I can Lu, it's just that we both have to wait for the right time. Please wait for me okay?"
Luhan whines, "But you have to do it okay?"
You give him a reassuring nod, "I will."
"Promise?" he offers you his pinky finger under the peeping moonlight.
"Promise," You link your pinky and seal the promise with the thumbs.
You put your hand over his forehead and send him light waves to drive him back to sleep.
"In two days, the full moon will reach its highest point. That night, you will get what you want Lu," You whisper to the sleepy Luhan.
He smiles with his sleepy eyes, "Whenever it is, I will wait and when you're ready, I am ready."
He kisses you and slowly brings himself into dreamland.
You lay on his chest and draw abstract lines on the veins of his strong arm, the same arm that has caught you from falling down into troubles, the arm that gives you warmth, the arm that makes you feel secured whenever he hugs you. You caress his arm softly, lovingly, while you mumble: "What if you got hurt in the process? What if you only want my powers? What will I do if you leave me after all of that..."
You stare into his innocent sleeping face, you doubt yourself for ever thinking that this pure man will leave you, but you cannot lower your guards. Most archangels fell into the darkest pit of life when their loved ones leave them for someone else. You have risked your life, falling in love with a human, and you're taking the next risk... making him immortal. You didn't feel a tear falling from your eyes, it streams down your face because of the stress and worry inside your heart.
Luhan happens to hear your mumblings and he turns his body to face you, he pulls your small figure into his wide shoulder, with his secured arms he hugs you possessively. With one hand running through your cheek, wiping the tears; and the other hands clasping you tightly in his embrace, Luhan finds your blue eyes.
"Darling, keep that mind as far as you can. I am not like that, I am never leaving you. I only love you and will always love you. No matter what," he looks at you sadly, and plants a kiss on your forehead.
"I love you," he whispers and you both descend to sleep.
The morning sun shyly peeks over the closed curtains, your alarm annoyingly cuts both of your rest time. Every morning, the bed feels even softer, the pillow fluffier, and Luhan's arms more comfortable than anything else. The two of you force your tired eyes to wake up and start your day.
The two of you enjoy breakfast over cups of coffees, and then separated into your own consecutive offices. You will meet him back on the afternoon after all of these office hours.
The sun rises and sets, the moon peeks and hides, you and Luhan continue your life like the usual routine.
Until the full moon reaches its highest place, the atmosphere perfect, and the mood set. You're ready when you greet your husband home with a fancy candle light dinner for two on your dining table, he seems to understand what you're planning and Luhan cannot keep his cool.
"You're ready Lu?" you asked when the last gulp of wine enters your throat.
Luhan smiles, "Ready as one can be,"
You walk to him and press your forehead to his, looking straight into his eyes you once again question him, "Promise you won't leave me?"
He inches closer and with a gentle kiss he replies, "Never."
You smile and press a kiss he has never experienced before. The night is long, and Luhan is already excited.
