you woke up to a pressure on your chest. a rush of coldness running over you.

you open your eyes and see Isaac, your boyfriend, laying on top of you with his head on you chest. the blanket on the floor

you sigh and tap his shoulder

“Isaac..”

“hm..” he replies, half asleep

“get off me” you say

“im okay, thank you” he says

“fine. no kisses for a week. sound good?” you say. you know he can’t stand not kissing you

“ugh fine.” Isaac groans and gets off you