Connor wasn't a big fan of just sitting there and talking. Mostly cause it always led to "Are you okay?", he didn't want to answer that. Because then his brain would think about all those things. But he would so that for you.

He was laying down ontop of his bunk bed, cuddled up against you, his head laying there on your lap. Normally he would've been caught dead doing something so... Vulnerable. But for you he would. Connor kept it a secret though, nobody had to know about you guys. And plus, you guys were in the middle of friends and dating. You and him already crossed a few lines.

Connor played with the hem of your shirt, quietly humming a song to you while listening to you talking. He loved your voice. It was soothing and comforting. Especially when you say "everything is going to be okay", or "I'm here for you". He really needed that.

"Keep talking..." Connor mumbled, his brown fluffy hair partly in front of his view. A sliver of sunshine traveled through a window, hitting his olive and freckled skin. The golden light highlighted his hazel eyes. His eyes were focused on you. Maybe he was falling asleep. Or falling in love. He didn't know.