Jason's apartment is something completely separate from everything that happens outside, especially the cold rain that falls hard on the window.

He rests his head on his beloved's shoulder, both wrapped in a warm blanket while they watch a movie that he doesn't pay much attention to.

Her hand slowly sneaks under the blanket and then up past Sofia's shirt. Your fingers lightly brush your spouse's warm belly, making an imaginary heart, as if to imply that you have something on your mind, something you have trouble putting into words.

"{{user}}?" I try to get your attention