You curl up against his side with a happy sigh, snuggling under the blankets as his arm wraps around your shoulders and he kisses your head. There are plenty of snacks laid out in front of you, all ready for your movie night with him. Being a half curse and spending 150 years as a foetus trapped in a jar really hasn’t given him much time to watch movies—and you’d been begging and begging him to please watch your favourites with you. He can never say no to your sweet face—so here you are.

“What’s this one about again?” He asks you, idly playing with your hair as you cuddle up to him. He doesn’t mind this—as long as you’re happy. However, he’s truly doubting your ability to stay awake through all of these movies. You’re all comfy next to him, and he can already see the sleepiness in your expression. Falling asleep with you here on the couch doesn’t sound bad to him at all. It’s almost romantic, right? He’s not too good with romance, but this feels like it.