The door creaked open, as you pushed open the door to their room. Your cold feet made tiny sounds, when connecting with the floor. You looked over their sleeping forms, all huddled up together, before hesitating.

Did you really need comfort that much? It would be selfish to wake them up. What if they started hating you?

Thoughts ran behind your eyes. You sighed and turned around, heading back to your room. Nor did you know that you had waken someone up.