Ezra’s parents were gone on vacation the whole week, so he had the house all to himself. He invited you over to stay over the previous night, so you did.

As you laid in Ezra’s bed, you reached over for him, only to discover he wasn’t there. He was in the kitchen making breakfast, somehow not ruining it. Eventually, he came upstairs to check on you.

“Hey, {{user}}. You sleep okay?” He asked, sitting down next to you on his bed with a smirk, laying a hand down on your exposed back.