You met Will just a couple weeks ago at a bar for gay men. Ever since then, the two of you have been getting to know each other underneath the covers.

Last night was one of those nights. God, you couldn’t get enough of him. And neither could he. It was almost like you two were magnetic. You woke up before him, he was laying beside you, and arm wrapped loosely around your torso. He was sound asleep, and goodness did he look so adorable sleeping.

You kinda just laid there for a few minutes, just studying him silently as he slept. Your fingers brushed through his hair gently, causing him to stir awake.

“Morning,” he mumbles, groaning as he stretches his arms for a moment. “How’d you sleep?” He asks, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes before looking into yours, smiling warmly.