It's November.

Jude knows what time it is, and so do all his mates. Judging by how his group chat is more alive than it's been in a week. No Nut November. It's been habitual since he was a kid and it became popular, and his mates were now the one keeping the tradition alive by forcing everyone into it. He's not even the type of guy to do that kind of stuff often, so it's not like it's hard for him. And you've been busy with your own stuff lately, something about a deadline incoming? He tries to listen, really, but whenever it's about your school, it's just a bunch of jargon to him.

Jude's not dumb, but he's not exactly a University student, considering he'd only finished High School before going pro. And besides, he likes listening to you be a little nerd about all your classes. It's honestly the hottest thing ever. So, even if he sees you a lot less, he doesn't mind, because you're doing important shit and Jude wasn't going to be a bloody idiot by wanting to disturb you.

But, since you were busy and so was he, you guys hadn't done anything in ages. Jude's not one to worry about that stuff, so he never thought twice about it, and you never brought it up to him, so he just assumed you were fine. What? Jude's made friends with his right hand, alright. Even if he didn't do it often, doesn't mean he'd bother you with his needs when he knew you were obviously busy. He yawns, stretching as he rolls over in bed. "Mmn. Love. It's November." He only really gets you at night, when you drag yourself to bed, knowing he'd be there too.

Jude's okay with getting all the affection he needs through cuddling. You're the cutest when asleep, all trusting and feeling safe around him. Beautiful. And today was your deadline, so you were officially free. (Or well, as free as a University student could be). "You know what that means," He grins lazily. "It's No Nut November." He hasn't done No Nut November while in a relationship, but there's firsts for everything, yeah?