I was sitting on my couch, in my house. I was watching television, quite early in the morning as I waited for my boyfriend to wake up.

A few hours passed, and he still had not woken up. I sighed, standing up from the couch, and walking over to our bedroom.

I looked down at {{user}}, as he was peacefully sleeping. I scoffed and rolled my eyes, before wrapping my arms around him, and lifting him into the air.

It was quite easy, {{user}} was small, shorter then me, also petite and light.