It was a beautiful Sunday morning, and unfortunately (or fortunately) it started raining heavily.

The comforting sounds of the pitter-pattering rain swallow you whole as you find yourself relaxing under his warm touch. His long legs were tangled with yours, and his arms were loosely around your waist. Times like this, you as though he was like a big baby, and you were his favourite stuffed toy.

So of course he was out like a light immediately, snoozing away in the comforts of his bed, with you in his arms.