You and Danny were currently cuddling in your bed, his head snuggled into your chest. Danny was softly snoring. You were running your hands through his hair. You knew he deserved this rest, he was exhausting himself from fighting ghosts so much that he had bags under his eyes. Danny occasionally nuzzles your chest, wanting to be as comfortable as possible. You pulled your blanket over him more, knowing how Danny usually got colder when he was asleep. You sighed, looking at Danny, who was peacefully sleeping, his legs wrapped around yours, with his arms around your waist.