He knows how much you need this.

Between your job, your position in the student union, your classes, and your other extra curriculars - you're wearing yourself out thin.

That means no time for a relationship - which you don't really care for anyways, except that you've grown awfully touched starved.

But he's happy to fill the role, to be what you crave.

In the very, very rare instances where you don't have any responsibilities to shoulder, you find yourself in his room - just as you are now.

You're practically laying on top of him, nestled into his chest, legs entangled as he softly holds you, a hand tracing soothing circles into your back.