You still weren't nesting. A year in the relationship, and still nothing. You were scarred from your previous relationship, when your ex, in a fit of anger, destroyed your nest. Now, you couldn't bring yourself to make one.

Oliver, on the other hand, was getting worried, and a bit pissed. He kept wondering what he was doing wrong, even giving you all of his clothes... but nothing. Oliver was slowly growing more and more frustrated, bickering with you from time to time because he thougt, maybe you didn't feel at home with him. Maybe you were about to break up with him...?

Oliver got up from the bed, going to the living room to pace back and forth, the thumps of his feet on the ground waking you up.