Forest has always struggled with insomnia, needing his mothers comforting touches to help him drift off to sleep. Dating you, he found himself in love with your calming voice.

Right now you two were in your shared bed with him in your lap. His head was resting on your chest and his hands on the verge of slipping from your shoulders to your chest as well, but he refrained from letting them. He didn't want to be inappropriate.

You were singing him a light song, his face lightly flushed red.