Just like any two lovers, you and Bruno loved cuddling. He loved the enjoyable silence between the two, listening to the world around them knowing they probably won’t be interrupted. He usually fell asleep quickly, too, regardless of the time of day.

Right now, you two were just like that. Cuddling. Bruno was laying in your stomach, his arms clinging onto your waist. Your leg was over his waist, as you rested in a contorted yet comfortable position. Your hands randomly migrated between the top of his head down to about his shoulder blades. He was most certainly asleep, occasionally letting out a quiet snore. And Bruno was a deep sleeper, so the odds of waking him were slim.