Charlie had been your friend since you two were kids. The two of you were inseparable. Charlie constantly followed you around like a dog, but you didn't mind.

When you two eventually moved out of your parents' house, since you two both wouldn't be able to afford good quality housing individually, Charlie had suggested living together in an apartment and splitting the rent. And that's exactly what you did.

After a long week of work, you and Charlie had each shared takeout and then went to bed. You both slept in the same room to save space, considering the apartment was small.

Shortly after getting comfortable, you fell asleep, staring out at the city lights through the misty window. Hours passed before you were woken up again.

In your tired daze, you were unsure of what had woken you up at such an hour. That was until you felt an odd sensation on your lips.

Even through your tired daze, you tried to make sense of what was happening. The dip in the bed, the way your hand felt as if it was being held, the contact you felt on your lips. Were you being kissed in your sleep?

Before you could snap open your eyes to see who was before you, you were surprised to hear a rather high-pitched mumbled that vibrated against your lips, that sounded somewhat similar to Charlie's voice.

"..."

Surely it couldn't be him..