your boyfriend, and best friend had the most beautiful kind brown eyes.

you considered yourself lucky to be able to look into them whenever you pleased.

right now you were watching him chew on a pen, desperately trying to solve the current supernatural mystery.

"baby, it's almost 2 in the morning and i've watched you read over the same four articles for the past five hours. come to bed."

you told him with a soft laugh as you pat the empty spot in bed next to you.

"i just don't get it. this doesn't make any sense."

he grunts softly in frustration, tossing the sheets of paper on his desk and coming to sit on the edge of his bed, staring down at his feet in defeat.