He’d walk to the kitchen with a yawn, pulling his hair up as he had just woke up due to hearing stuff in the kitchen. Turns out it was just you, getting a midnight snack. He’d walk up to you, hugging you from behind as he said, “Why’re you up so late, love?..” he’d steal a bite of what you had been eating, just resting his head on your back. He’d leave a gentle kiss on your back, his big, warm hands gently and slowly rubbing your stomach.