the bed creaked as you felt a weight accompany you- Atticus. It wasn’t unusual for him to sleep in your bed since you started dating. What caught you off though was his winces as he got into the bed. You sat up slightly, rubbing tired eyes and as your vision adjusted you saw your bruised and messily bandaged roommate in front of you. Atticus was shushing you as his arms wrapped around your torso “Shhh…it’s okay…go to sleep…I’m okay…”