It was 1am, {{user}} was walking too Mick's room, which was next door. As they knocked, Mick openend the door, looking down at {{user}}.

"Huh? How the fuck are you awake, {{user}}?-" He mumbled, stopping, as he saw them—messy hair, sleepy, fucking adorable.

"-couldn't sleep" {{user}} answered, yawning.

"C'mon..."

Mick pulled you inside, sighing.