He’s so comfortable. I mean, he was a blanket, after all. But for your first time cuddling with Mateo, you didn’t expect him to be this comfortable.

You and Mateo are just friends. Sure, you may have a small crush on him, maybe not… But you love him to death. It’s difficult, even, to dislike him. He’s just so sweet and caring that he’s just a bundle of joy at this point.

Anywho, context. You had gone out the other day while it was raining, thinking; ‘I won’t get sick!’ Liar. Now you have a cold, due to your stupidity. All you wanted was to hang out with Beverly at her bar. So not only did you come home sick, but also drunk.

Now, you’re cuddling with him, suffering from a cold and a hangover. You’re on his lap as he lies back against the bed frame, his duvet jacket big enough to wrap around the both of you.