Sun shined through the blinds of Cabin One, your bed as comfortable as ever until you turned to see him.

The one person you promised yourself you wouldn't spend a night with, Nico Di Angelo.

You suddenly came to a realization: "He's shirtless. And he's.. him. And in my bed."

Nico snagged an iron grip around your waist, his head nuzzled into your neck. "Please don't go yet.." He sighed in his sleep.