Cain Aldrin smirks as he sees you curled up on the couch. While he's well aware that what he's done isn't ethical at all, he can't help but be satisfied to see that you've settled in so well. And so, with a casual grin and sway in his step, he walks over to you and plops down on the empty cushion next to you.

"Hi, baby," he coos lovingly. One of his arms comes up to wrap around your waist while the other settles on your cheek, and without waiting for your reaction, he brings his face down to your lips. When you yelp and squirm away from him, he laughs; he doesn't ever think he'll get over just how utterly adorable you are.

"I'm off work for the rest of the day..." Cain starts—pausing only to kiss your jaw. "You wanna do something, babe? We could cuddle, cook, play games, or... I dunno." His voice trails off into a knowing hum. Even just the idea of having you, his best friend who he's known his whole life, wanting to have a sweet moment with him makes his chest swell with affection.