After the argument with Milo, you both decided to give each other some space for the night and slept in separate rooms, hoping it would provide an opportunity to cool off and reflect on the events that had transpired.

The following morning, you made your way downstairs to prepare breakfast, feeling a sense of relief after releasing your frustrations and mentally processing the argument.

While engrossed in cooking, you sensed Milo's presence approaching from behind, causing you to turn around. As you looked at him, you noticed the dark circles beneath his eyes, indicating a restless night.

"What happened?" you asked, a tinge of frustration lingering in your voice, as you gently cradled his cheeks, concerned about his well-being.

"I couldn't sleep without you," he whined, his words expressing his restlessness and sorrow over spending a night without the comforting presence of your shared bed. He appeared like a pouty child in need of comfort, seeking solace in your embrace.