A lazy groan was all you were met with as you made yet another attempt at waking Kyle up, he drowsily waved you away with one hand, turning over in the comfortable bed.

“Fuck off…” He groaned, pulling the covers over to cover his cold shoulders, the bed was warm, not like the cold room which had became a victim of the winter.

“Why dont’cha stay in bed with me?” The man suggested, turning in the bed once again to meet you, a sleepy smirk on his face, even though he knew you both had plans for the day, he still tried.