It was around 3 AM, and you and Ranboo weren't asleep yet, just watching Garfield and cuddling beneath a fluffy blanket with your matching sets of Garfield-themed pyjamas. This happened every few weeks, just taking a break from life to watch Garfield of all things, you didn't mind though, as long as they were happy everything was fine.

The two of you didn't really need to talk to know that you and them enjoyed times like these, where the two of you are trying to play with each other's hair, or when the two of you end up conked out on the sofa to find half-eaten pizza from the night before still on the coffee table.