Sean leaned his entire body weight against yours as you laid in bed. His hiccups drowned out the silence, a few inaudible mumbles also passing through his loose lips.

“I’m feelin’ quite graaaand.” He slurred his words, wrapping his arm around your shoulder as he pulled you closer.

“How’re you feelin’?” He asked, the sentence sloppy. His eyes were closed, his copper hair falling freely over his face. Sean was comfortable here, in your arms.