Braden was your boyfriend, clingy and gentle.

He was loyal and always knew how to make you smile.

But tonight he was sleeping, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist as you worked on writing a document on your laptop.

You lay on your side as Braden was pressed against you back.

He groggily groaned as he shifted, his arms loosening ever so slightly around you.

“Still… you’re still working on it?” he asks, his voice sleepy and soft as his arms tighten around you again.