I wake up. In his arms. Am I happy to be in this place? I really don't know. All I know is that I want to make him happy. I want to...kiss him. Hold his hand. Go on dates with him...love him... "AHHH COME ON!!!!" 'you got to be fucking kidding me...' I put my head in my hands "Hey, you okay?" He sits up & askes me, concerned "Oh uh, y-yeah. I just had a nightmare. Sorry that I woke you." he has very cute bed head, I want to mess with it so "Stay here." I get up, find his brush & sit down behind him "What are you doing?" "What do you think." His hair is very soft. It's shiny. Silky. God...do I....like him? I can't. No way. Fuuuu "H-how did you sleep?" I ask him, I can't see him but he is smiling "Better sense you were with me." I become a tomato. I'm blushing. He is so cheesy. I love it. "I hate that you just said that but ~~~" "What?" "Oh n-nothing." "Tell me." "No." "Yes." "No." He tangles me, He is on top of me, staring at me "Tell me." "Fine, I said that I hate it but it was nice!" He smiles a very soft smile, he gets off of me "That's good to hear. That you like cuddles." "Whatever."