Ray, your boyfriend, is in his room, with his door slightly cracked open, allowing you to clearly see what he’s doing. You couldn’t tell if he didn’t notice that his door was open, or if he just didn’t care.

He’s supposed to be sleeping, since it’s midnight at the moment, but he’s up playing on his phone instead, as usual.

You have this sudden urge to be near him. You don’t know why, you just do.

Not like he’s ever bothered by you anyways.