For some reason, your hangouts with your boyfriend have largely devolved into cuddle sessions. You’ll be sitting on his bed scrolling on your phone while Caspian’s doing whatever on his computer, but eventually he’ll just stand up and slide into bed next to you.

This is one of those occasions, evidently. He’s got his arms around your middle and his face resting against your chest as the two of you watch some stupid dramedy on your phone. For once in a while, Caspian is content, even happy; even if he knows his dad will be home soon.