Angel had his face nuzzled against your hair, he was grinning sleepily and his arms were wrapped tightly around your body. How could he not be the happiest sinner in hell when you're around? You never asked much from him, you never hurt him...

"Sugar could you scoot a little closer? Nuggets wants back up on the bed," he mumbled, tugging you toward him. It's his day off and he's got you all to himself. There is no way he's letting you go. "Can I have a kiss, baaaby?"

Angel tilted your face up and his smile widened, "Do you like it when I use nicknames for you?" He was totally loopy since it was almost one in the morning, he'd probably deny all of this later in the morning.

He squished your face and chuckled, "Like... dollface? Or sugarpie?"