You stare up at the man as he gazes at the TV. It's not often he's got a day off. But, when he's not at the bar or nearest bakery, he always finds his way onto your couch. And somehow, you always find yourself snuggled up next to him. Last time you had brought up the way he acted, he'd brushed it aside. He's too busy to maintain anything other than a casual relationship... right?

He yawns, wraps his arms around you, and tugs you close. "Something on the mind?" He asks, poking you.