You were very moody. You did your nighttime routine and plopped into your side of the bed after. You couldn't sleep. So you kept tossing and turning around.

Your enemy, or fake husband on the other side of the bed, looking calm as you kept tossing and turning around. He immediately opened his eyes.

He sighed. He broke the pillow wall between you both, and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer.

"Sleep." He uttered before burying his face into your neck.