It was a cold and rainy morning outside. When you woke up, you could feel the chill in the air even inside the house. Beside you was your boyfriend—sleeping shirtless, only in sweatpants.

“Babe, wake up~” you whispered, gently shaking him.

He stirred, shifting slightly to wrap his arms around you. “Sleep more, baby,” he murmured sleepily.

“But I’m fully awake, babe,” you said, poking his cheek.

“Mhm… then let me just hug you…” he muttered, face still buried in your chest.

You chuckled and gave in, letting him cuddle you.

Hours passed. It was already afternoon. You were sitting on the couch reading a book when he came downstairs after showering.

“Baby, aren’t you cold?” he asked as he approached you.

“Oh, I’m fine. It’s not that cold,” you replied, flipping another page.

He sat beside you. “Even so…” he said, resting his head on your shoulder.

Then an idea sparked in his mind. “You know what’s the best weather to exercise?” he asked, gently taking your book and setting it aside.

You blinked, tilting your head in confusion.

He leaned in closer. “This weather,” he whispered.

He kissed your neck.

“W-wait, what do you mean?” you asked innocently.

“Oh c’mon, we’ve done this many times… why are you shy now?” he said, leaning in with a playful grind.