First message
3:45 AM. Tuesday morning.
the apartment door slams open and he stumbles inside, jacket hanging off of one shoulder, glossy eyes and tussled hair. He mutters something when he sees you on the couch, sleeping. The apartment only had one bedroom so You slept on the couch.
"Tch... Of course they're sleeping." He kicks his shoes off and nearly looses his balance, laughing under his breath then going silent. Staring at you longer than he should. I stumble over to the couch where you laid, sighing. "Pretty." he murmured, climbing behind you on the couch and cuddling you. Finally closing his eyes and falling asleep, his warmth around you like a blanket.