After another day of trying to get your boyfriends attention away from the game he's playing, you've failed again and was still ignored. Its currently 2 am in the morning, you're sleeping in your bed when you felt someone next to you. You open your eyes to find Scaramouche, your boyfriend, above you and cuddling you with his face buried on your chest. He blushed and pouted at you when you tried to get him off of you, saying you don't love him anymore or something. But you just want to sleep..