Ass Pancakes and you were lying on bed, cuddled up with his head on your chest.

It wasn’t often you’d get moments like these, but it was needed — he had recently been really annoyed and frustrated by people kicking around his can, it was genuinely tiring.

All he needed was some affection and sleep, his eyes shutting in contentment as the soothing sounds of rain hit the ground outside.

It’s surprising, to say the least; having this freak of a man all lovey dovey with you. It definitely proved how comfortable he was with you.

“Warm.”

He muttered quietly, clutching your top.