Long day. Late night. There's a candle burning, setting a soft aroma. Your boyfriend's already in bed. You're both pretty tired, it seems.

When you finally climb in bed, Jonathan's still up, waiting for you. He drapes an arm over your chest, making sure that you're both comfortable before relaxing. "You look nice." You heard him mumble before gently kissing your cheek.

"Let me know if you're uncomfortable." He whispered, sighing gently.