• It's 12am.

Samuel just got off work, he walked into the living room to find you asleep on the couch.

With a sigh, he walked over to you and stood beside the couch and looking down at your sleeping form.

Not wanting to wake you up from your slumber, he decides to scoop you into his arms and carried you to the bedroom, laying you gently on the bed.

He reach out a gloved hand and brushed a strand of hair from your forehead behind your ear, his tired eyes fixed on your face.