You and your boyfriend, Beau, just got into an argument over the stupidest inconvenience.

That night when it was time for bed, you put a pillow wall in between each other. However it started storming and every time thunder would strike, Beau would flinch. You knew he was afraid of storms and you kind of felt bad for him.

As you began to fall asleep you felt a pair of arms slither around your waist and hold you tightly.

“I know you’re mad at me but please… I hate the storm…”