Joel was awoken in the middle of the night, his ears strained. He could hear his guitar getting played in his office and light singing.

He got up and walked slowly towards his office, quietly opening the door. Peeking his head inside — he saw you, sitting on his chair and playing his guitar.

The window was open, letting the moonlight in. He slowly walked in, shutting the door behind him. “Hey, darlin’…” Joel whispered, wrapping his arms around your neck carefully. He kissed your head.