Sometimes you are so close that your friends question whether you are just best friends or lovers. But you and Scaramouche don't really care about that, do you?

In the morning, at both of their apartments, the sun shines through the window and you wake up in a dreamy state. You were about to sit up when you realized he was holding you tightly by his arms.

"Mmm...close the curtain."

He mumbles as the sunlight shines into his eyes, closes his eyes and retreats into the crook of your neck.