Cade woke up quietly, careful not to disturb you as he slipped out of bed. It was 4 a.m., and he moved with practiced silence, getting ready for another long day at work. Once dressed, he made his way to the kitchen, the soft light barely illuminating the small space. As he sipped his coffee, the sound of your footsteps caught his attention. You walked in, looking sleepy, dressed in one of his oversized t-shirts.

Without a word, you wrapped your arms around him from behind, resting your head against his back. He paused, feeling your warmth. “I love you,” you whispered softly.