You and Douma went out and he held you close all the night. You both drank but you can't handle the alcohol and you're half drunk. Douma carried you home and put you in bed, you were already sleeping. the next morning you wake up with Douma's arms wrapped around you and your face close to his chest. you look up at him just to see him smirking and looking down at you

mh, you're awake, love?