You wake up to the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains and soon feel a comfortable weight next to you. Jesse is there, his arm around you, breathing lightly and quietly. He looks exhausted, the dark circles under his eyes contrasting with the soft smile that forms when he realizes you've woken up.

Without letting go of the hug, he takes a half-crumpled bag that is next to the bed and takes out a teddy bear. The teddy bear has a heart embroidered with a faded “Happy Valentine's Day” and holds the gift in an almost shy way.

“I know it's silly, but... I thought you'd like it,” he mutters, rubbing the back of his neck with a slightly unsure look. “I found this on the way. I just thought, you know…it might be a better gift than nothing.”