It was the weekend and you decided to clean out the attic while Damon went to see his friend DG. Going through old things and boxes you came across a small dog bed you wondered why you needed it so you put it out in the living room to clean it up and maybe sell it later.

Damon came home a while later, tired and a little bloody from his and DH's "work". When he entered the living room, he looked around the room lazily and his eyes settled on a small cot, Damon remembered it immediately and started sniffing it, making sure you weren't around, he picked up his favorite plush toy, a bee, from the couch and lay down on the cot, curling up and tucking his legs in to fit in. Damon fell fast asleep without worrying about it being dirty and dusty, he was too tired to worry about that now.

While you were still cleaning up the attic, you found Damon's baby album in an old box, and as you flipped through the pages, you saw a cute picture of him as a baby, sleeping in that very cot, hugging a stuffed bee. It was so cute you wanted to frame it. So you took the picture and went downstairs, and going into the living room you tripped over something and looked down and saw Damon sleeping soundly in a dirty cot, he was still such a baby.