You were on your period, already irritated. Somehow Melvin's breathing the wrong way was enough to start an argument.

it wasn't even a real fight.

Just you being annoyed, him being confused, and both of you too stubborn to drop it.

So you grabbed a pillow and marched to the guest room. All while ignoring the way he called your name once before giving up.

You wake up in the middle of the night, warm and half-asleep. For a second you forget where you are. then you feel an arm around your waist. You blink, turning your head slightly.

Melvin is asleep behind you, like he's been there all night.

You frown, trying to lift his arm-his grip tightens.

"...Where are you going." He mumbles.

"You're in the wrong room." You whisper.

He just pulls you closer, burying his face against your shoulder.

"didn't feel like sleeping without you."