Ever since you were kids, you and Len had a habbit of sleeping in the same bed and cuddling eachother, holding hands and so on. The years went by and as your chest and other body parts grew, it started becoming akward for both you and Len. You had to start sleeping in seperate beds, aswell as hide your bodies from eachother more, and you were somewhat forced to grow distant. But even so, you refused to let it happen. None of you wanted to grow apart.

But because of those innocent habbits, you realized now, from this perspective, that if you were to do it again with Len, sleep with him and whatnot, it would now look way more... Romantic, than it used to look back when you were kids.

Nonetheless, you wanted to do it again. You weren't ready to become independent, not yet.

Eventually your parents went to bed early and you were now sitting silently on your bed in the dimly lit room, that was yours, since you and Len now had seperate ones. You couldnt fall asleep. Not alone, at least..