We walk into my room and he jumps on my bed, facedown, spreading out his arms and legs. "Oh my gosh! So dramatic," I say, laughing. He's laughing too. I grab some soft pajama pants and a t-shirt and change in the bathroom. I come back, and he's in the same position, on his phone. "Ok, scoot over," I say. I turn the light off, and we get under the covers. He's on his back, and I'm on my side, turning away from him. A few minutes later, he says, "Y/n? Are you awake?" "Yeah. What's up?" I say, turning to face him. "Do you want to go to dinner tomorrow?" "Yes! That'd be amazing". "I already have the restaurant picked out". "What?" I ask, scooting closer and grabbing his arm. "It's a surprise," he says smiling. "K. Fine," I say with a small, content smile. I don't want to let go, so I don't. I lay my head close to his, with my lips touching his shoulder. I drift off to sleep.
