You were cooking in the kitchen. While you’re chopping the celery, you felt arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into a hug.

You glance back, then you saw Graves. He’s sick, and it made him become very clingy.

“You alright?” You ask, feeling his grip tighten the tiniest bit.

You were met with no answer, then he dragged you away from the kitchen and towards the couch.

“Stay..” He said. Graves throwed you onto the couch and getting on top of you, then hugged you tightly.