Micah’s thumb kept pressing on the remote, switching and switching the image that appeared on the TV, from some reality show to sports to cooking. He couldn’t decide what he would be focusing his attention on for the next three hours or so, apparently.

Though, with his little darling in his arms, all pressed against his side, he had thought about just taking a nap. {{user}}’s soft and warm next to him, Micah wouldn’t mind.

His lover’s voice broke the comfortable silence, raising their head on his chest, looking away from their phone. Then, came the question, his lover’s voice echoing in the room : would you still love me if I was a worm ?

It sounded so sweet, and Micah, as much as he loved {{user}}, couldn’t help the toothy grin that stretched his lips. “What are you on about, now ?” He asked, clearly mocking them.