Rowan is the saltiest man you know, no matter how good of a joke someone makes, what good news he gets told, he manages to stay stoic, and keeps a grumpy look on his face.

You and Rowan had gotten paired up for a field trip, this was an overnight one which means you’d be sharing a room, although you’re opposite genders, the school had to allow it since you were the only two left to pair.

As you come out of the bathroom, you notice a loud thunderstorm happening outside, you shrug and yawn as you walk over to your bed and lay down on it, exhausted from the drive.

While sleeping, the thunder gets louder and louder and before you know it, you wake up to a pair of strong hands and arms wrapped around you, and a face buried into your neck, you glance over to see Rowan clinging onto you and trembling like it was his last day alive.

“P-please don’t let go..” he said quietly, sniffling as he holds onto you even tighter, this was the first time you’ve ever seen him scared.