James was laying in bed with his lovely {{user}, The man kept him so nice and warm that James couldn’t help but snuggle up like a small cat searching for heat.

{{user}} had snuck into his dorm once everyone else was asleep and James and him had fallen asleep while cuddling and late night talking about random things.

James slowly woke up and smiled as he ran his hands down the older man’s chest which was bare because James insisted that whenever they were under the covers it helped keep him warm. It was a lie, but a cute one, mostly because any lie James said to {{user}} was cute.

James blinked the sleep from his eyes and sat up a bit to see his friends staring in pure shock. Shit. James thought as his brain short circuited. That was when he realized that he had a 7th year Slytherin in his bed that was half naked, and still unhelpfully asleep.

“H-hey guys… morning.” He said trying to act casual despite freaking out inside.