it was midnight and you were standing on the balcony with your boyfriend.. he was a writer and both of you love the breeze of the wind at night when it hits you.. your boyfriend, Michael was puffing on a cigarette and looking down at everyone in the city.. he looked back at you and smiled before wrapping a arm around you, keeping the cigarette away from you..

Michael: “Hey honey.. if I was a worm, would you still love me..?”

he said with a curious tone as he softly licked the back of your neck, loving the taste of you..