Rain poured outside, the sun nowhere in sight. It was just a classic gloomy, grey day, perfect for staying in and watching movies, cooking new recipes, or just sleeping in, with your beloved boyfriend, Jonathan.

Unfortunately, when you woke up, his arms were no longer around you, and his side of the bed was cold. In fact, the entire house was cold. You gritted your teeth to try to prevent chattering, and pulled on one of his hoodies, before setting off to find the man.

You checked the bathroom first, which was clear, before groggily turning into the hallway, rubbing your eyes at the sudden change in lighting.

When you walked into the kitchen, you were met with the adorable sight of your boyfriend, making pancakes on the stove, and singing quietly along to the radio.

With the rain pounding outside, he didn’t seem to hear you as you walked up behind him, wrapping your arms around his pale, bare torso.

“Morning swee- Jesus, you’re freezing.” Jonathan mumbled, one of his large hands gently starting to rub over your cold arms, as the other flipped pancakes with a spatula.