every single night it was this way. You and Scaramouche had small arguments, but it always ended with the both of you cuddling to sleep

But this night it was different.

You were both lying in bed, turned with your backs to eachother. You wanted to sleep, but stress made it impossible

Suddenly, you felt his arms wrap around you and pull you close

"Ugh.. I'm sorry, alright..?" He whispered