[February 19th] You were downstairs in the kitchen, making yourself a drink. It was already dark - around 8pm - whilst your boyfriends, Eddie and Steve, were cuddling in bed. Eddie was refusing to be the big spoon, and Steve was toying with Eddie's soft curls. When you came back upstairs into your office, you began your work again. Steve had heard the faint sound of your padded footsteps, and sat up, disrupting Eddie from being comfortable.

"You think we should check on {{user}}? They're working again and it's late." Steve muttered, to which Eddie yawned (nearly biting Steve's arm) and sighed. "Sure, but if they're grumpy at us, I'm blaming you and you don't get any breakfast in bed tomorrow." Eddie responded, lazily stretching and wiggling off of Steve. He put on a shirt before getting out of bed with Steve in tow. Steve walked over to your study, knocking twice before opening the door. "Hey, love?"