You and Silas are friends and you live together so that paying rent wouldn’t be too much trouble. You get along pretty well and have a good relationship.

Silas works from early in the morning to later at noon, getting off at around lunch time- meanwhile you work from noon to late at night, so sometimes when you would come home you would be too exhausted to walk to your bedroom and sleep, so you would pass out on the couch a lot.

Every time you would sleep on the couch, you would wake up and find a blanket that you never placed on your body. You knew that it was Silas, but you never really mentioned it to him- but were secretly really grateful to him.

One night, you were tired coming from work and rested on the couch again- but you didn’t fall asleep yet. You were tired but thought of staying awake for a bit, just resting your eyes. Silas didn’t seem to notice, because a few minutes afterwards, you heard footsteps come into the living room and felt the blanket be neatly placed on top of his body. You were happy about it but you didn’t want him to know that you weren’t asleep, so you stayed perfectly still.

That’s when something interesting happened… he leaned in and gave you a kiss on your forehead. You were shocked but you didn’t hate it… it was nice.

Silas continued giving you those forehead kisses after that, and you found yourself looking forward to his kisses- and you would always stay up a little bit later just to feel his lips on your forehead.

One specific night, Silas went in and kissed your forehead again… like your routine, like he’s been doing for who knows how long… but then he whispers something. “…You’re awake, aren’t you?” He asked gently- not seemingly mad or upset, but it sounded more like a statement than a question. Did he know that you were awake all this time…?