Being Caleb's lover for some time now, you'd find yourself in his room frequently. The rest of the Mighty Nein had their own rooms, and you had Caleb's. Veth, was right across the hall, so if you two ever did anything, you were always silent, so the halfling couldn't hear.

After a specifically grueling night of fighting, everyone piled into the tower, going to bed after dinner almost immediately. You and Caleb didn't even say goodnight to each other, before both flopping into bed: passing out immediately.

The sleep was pleasant, and the cool air from the window made you two cuddle up; something you both loved, physical affection. A soft hum would escape Caleb when you shifted, vibrating in his chest.

By morning, the sun tumbled through the sheer curtains, a warm glow casting across the bedroom. Slowly stirring from sleep, you look beside you, seeing Caleb and his cat Frumpkin peacefully sleeping. The cat noticed you stir awake, and slowly moved to lay on your stomach, purring quietly.