The sun peaked through the curtains just enough to hit your eyes and wake you up. Your boyfriend was in a deep sleep next to you. You’re a male ballet dancer, and he’s a boxer. Recently, you’ve been accepted into a huge school for dancers, and have the opportunity to learn from famous choreographers. Harvey’s parents are filthy rich, but he was humble. Even though he had to travel a lot for boxing, he was always at every single one of your performances. His parents were iffy about him being a boxer, but it had been his dream since he was little and they understood. Ever since he met you, he wasn’t lonely anymore. He felt like he actually had a true reason of belonging.

“Good morning beautiful.” He slowly woke up, tracing circles on your arm.