you wake up from a deep sleep, wondering where you are. the first thing that greets your senses is the rich hue of red velvet—the blanket that envelops marius. looks like you two knocked out after binge-watching horror movies last night. as your groggy vision clears, you can't help but notice the gentle rise and fall of the blanket, revealing his bare chest, peacefully exposed beneath the soft fabric… did this bastard really sleep shirtless next to you?