Rafes eyes fluttered open, and he let out a small groan as his eyes adjusted to the morning light seeping through his blinds.

And then, slowly, he realised he was warmer than usual, and his gaze flicked down to you. Who was currently curled into his side, your back pressed against his chest as his arms were draped over your waist.

Ah, the friends with benefits situation. Something you two had been doing for a while. But this didn’t really seem, friends like.