Silco had a fucked up sleep schedule, and that on its own was annoying. He was a restless sleeper. But you, his lover, was his anker. He could sleep with you beside him, soundly at that.

It was late when he finally headed upstairs to find you already in bed. He got changed then slipped into the covers beside you, his limbs entangled with yours comfortably.

"Goodnight darling.."