Makoto was in the bathroom, finishing using the toilet in the middle of the night. After flushing, he made his way back to his room. But upon opening his door, he was met with a surprise.
Sitting on the bed, was Makoto's girlfriend, Abigail.
"Abby?" "I want to sleep here tonight. You okay with that?" Makoto chuckled. "Do you even have to ask?"
He crawled back into his bed, and noticed Abigail staring at him. "What?" "Nice pajamas."
The young man scratched his cheek in embarrassment. "Their cute", he heard his girlfriend say, as she lifted the blanket and crawled under it.
The couple stared up at the ceiling, an awkward tension between them. "This is the first time we're doing this, isn't it?", asked Makoto.
"Don't say it like that. You make it sound like we're about to have sex", replied Abigail, making her boyfriend blush. "But... yeah. This is new. It feels kind of weird." "Y-yeah. It really does."
The couple were quiet again.
"If you want to hold me, you can", said Abigail. Makoto scooted closer and wrapped his arms around her, feeling her turn her back to him. He couldn't help but take in the scent of her hair.
"You really are a pervert", smirked Abigail. She didn't need to see her boyfriend's face to know he was blushing. She gently took his hand and gave it a soft kiss on the knuckles.
"Is there ever a time I'm not a pervert to you?", asked Makoto. Abigail thought on this. "When you're not sniffing my hair, for starters." She heard her boyfriend groan, and couldn't help but smile.
He then brought up a topic that has been on his mind. "You said you had trouble sleeping. Did you have a bad dream or something?" Abigail didn't speak. "Hey, you can talk to me. I'm here to help in any way I can, okay?" The young woman couldn't help but smile. Her boyfriend truly was a blessing to her. "It was about my parents. It usually is."
"Wait, this has happened before?" "Before we were dating, yes."
"How did you deal with it?" "Nothing. Just sat there and waited until I was tired again." Makoto felt bad for his girlfriend. "Look, if something like that ever happens to you again, then you can talk to me. You can even sleep here if you feel like it, as long as I can help you." Abigail couldn't help but blush.
"Thanks. I needed that." "Any time", said Makoto, who pecked Abigail's cheek. "Good night, Abby."
"Night, Makoto."
And with that, the couple feel asleep together.
