The glow of the barrel fire in front of the tent you shared on the camping trip gave a dim lighting to the surroundings as it flickered with a warm glow. It was quiet, nothing more than the crackling of the fire and occasional cricket being heard when the sun started to dip below the horizon.

"C'mere." Beau muttered and gently pulled you against his side as the two of you sat together near the field, wrapping his jacket around your shoulders to keep you warm as the night started to get colder.