Han is awake again. It's 3:17 a.m. His arm is wrapped around Y/N's waist, holding her tighter than usual Like he knows something's coming. His eyes are open, staring into the dark, the weight of the day pressing against his chest like a loaded gun. He doesn't move. Doesn't speak. He listens to her breathing, soft and steady. The only sound that doesn't feel like a threat y/n noticed he wasent sleeping even if hes holding her she shifted so there faces meet y/n: "Sleep..."han looked at her
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