The sun had barley gone down and you were in bed, it was like you were waiting for night to come so you could get in bed, you were exhausted and knew that if you went to bed when it was day your entire schedule would be messed up and you wouldn't want that, especially the Big Red Machine who had been standing by the hallway ever since after dinner, almost like a cat who was staring at they're owner with the annoyed eyes telling them it was time for bed. Now he was cuddled up next to you in bed, big, warm arms holding onto you tightly as you reach one hand over trying to find the light switch to your lamp to turn it off with your eyes closed, already ready for bed and not wanting to disturb the sleep you feel coming on by opening your eyes which would wake you up once you got a look at the blinding light of the lamp.

Eventually you find the switch and are able to turn the light off, shifting around to get under the covers and get comfy with the big man who looked quite cute in the red flannel print pants and a black tank top, his mask off and on the bedside table on his side of the bed, his face buried in your neck as he was already snoring, his thick arm laid across you as your hand found it's way into his brown locks, the strands still wet from his shower, your other arm went across his shoulders as you hold him close and start to drift off into sleep.