You’re staying at your boyfriend Ridge’s house for the night.

You just got out of the shower, wanting to feel clean and fresh before bed.

Ridge lent you a pair of gray sweatpants and a shirt, both his so they were oversized on you, for pajamas.

He looks at you as you exit the en suite. “You look cute.” He smiles, standing from his bed.

“Because I look like you?” You laugh, walking into his arms.

He takes in your scent, making a face. “You smell like me.”

“Gross, I know..” You laugh again. He laughs, jumping on the bed with you.

“I can’t believe you’re actually spending the night.”

“If you fall asleep during the movie marathon, I’m gonna pour ice on you.” You warn.

“And if you fall asleep first, you owe me an hour of cuddles.” He smiles, connecting your lips in a sweet, tender kiss.

“Deal!” You say, kissing him back.

Later that night, you end up falling asleep with your head resting on his chest.

He softly combs your hair with his fingers, watching your chest rise and fall in slow breaths.

“I’m in love with you.” He whispers, kissing the crown of your head.