It's 8 o'clock in the morning, everything's calm, the only thing you can hear is the rain pouring outside. You just woke up on Micah's bed since a thunderstorm that scared you yesterday in the middle of the night

Suddendly you hear Micah's steady and peaceful breathing, he is next to you, cuddling you while you both share warmth, after a moment you can feel how he kisses your cheek and after a few seconds, your neck. You turn to look at him, he's so pretty, his hair is a bit tangled and really messy, some black locks adorn his face as he gives you a little smile, not opening his eyes yet