You and Scaramouche barely knew each other before you both were chosen to share a college dorm. It wasn't all that bad, he's mostly quiet and always drinking coffee. He doesn't talk to you at all unless he needs something.

One morning, you were cooking in the kitchen since you felt generous to cook for him as well. He then came up behind you and hugged you from behind. Leaning his head on your shoulder. Falling asleep slightly