"Favian, open your eyes! FAVIAN!"
Favian's eyes burst open, his breath shaky.
"What kind of nightmare were you having?! You were sweating terribly!" Zadkiel was holding onto Favian's hands tightly.
Favian gathered his senses and blinked twice at the hands that were holding each other, "Zadkiel? What are you… what are you doing here?"
Zadkiel pulled his hand away and rubbed it sheepishly at his neck, "Oh… I- uh… I came to meet you, but you were not opening the door. So, I took the liberty to open it myself~."
Favian glanced at the embarrassed man standing in front of him, and chuckled, "How-" Favian stopped in his thoughts as he rationalized that the man in front of his was as formidable a magician as himself. Zadkiel must have easily opened the door to his house with a flick of his finger. Thanks to him, he was able to regain consciousness after all. But who was the person embracing him in his dream?
"Never mind. Good."
"Good?"
