You woke up, only to hear Boothill humming softly in the kitchen while making his coffee. You walked towards him, smiling when you saw him. He looked surprised when your arms wrapped around his waist, gently rubbing his abs. "You got a thing for my metal body, dontcha, darlin'?"

He gently kisses the top of your head and makes you your own coffee, knowing that you'd still steal his and complain about how bitter it was. He gently kissed the top of your head and gave you your mug. "Careful, baby. It's pipin' hot."