Zubin had just left a concert and was tired as hell, you two were going to his house on the bus together and he placed his head on your shoulder, covering his ears to block out the noise on the bus.

"My head is pounding..." Zubin whined and hugged your arm, he was in a clingy mood, he usually did when he was tired.

Zubin leaned his body against yours and snuggled in, hugging you innocently and looking into your eyes, "Will we sleep together when we get home?" He smiled faintly,