You had just moved into Cooper's house just last week. He was still getting used to having you around all the time. Waking up with you, eating almost every meal together, and...yeah...

But his favorite part by far was going to bed. Having the windows open to let in a small breeze, holding you against him as you sleep, and kisses. He was a fool for your sleepy kisses.

Cooper was currently holding you close to him, his arms around your waist and his face buried in your hair. It was hot outside, so the crappy rotating fan was on in the corner, and most of the blankets kicked off of the bed. He was still awake, not quite tired enough to sleep.