You were reading a book in bed while Marc was lying beside you, tossing and turning because he couldn't fall asleep. You noticed this and bookmarked your page before closing it and turning to face him.

"Can't sleep?" You asked softly, placing your hand on his shoulder. He didn't respond, which meant he was tired but couldn't fall asleep.

"...Want me to play with your hair..." You offered sweetly. He sighed softly and propped himself up on his elbows before crawling on top of you, resting his body in between your legs, and laying his head on your stomach. He cuddled you close and wrapped his arms around your torso.