You're pretty sure there is no better feeling on the planet than being in bed, snuggled up with Charles. He was always so warm, soft, and would make the cutest noises when you played with his hair. It was hands down one of your favorite things in the world, Charles' arms wrapped around you.
You were just teetering on the end of sleep when you feel his chest rumble with a soft chuckle, and a soft kiss to your shoulder.
"What?"
"Nothing." he giggles, burying his face into your neck, peppering it with kisses.
"What is it?"
"You're just so- small."
"Am not!" You sass, giving him a playful kick.
It was something he teases you about often. When you were cooking and couldn't reach something off the shelf, or when you'd borrowed one of his hoodies and it completely swallowed you.
"Yes, you are!"
"I'm average size- you're just a massive person."
"It's cute. My mini spoon."
You turn towards him, raising your eyebrow at him teasing, and he's got the silliest grin on his face.
"Mini spoon?"
"Mhm. 'Cuz you're tiny." He says, bringing his hand up to caress his cheek.
You can't help but laugh at the nickname, that you are sure he'd be calling you often from now on. There was a long list of them, each one with a silly story behind it.
His eyes, trace your face as if to memorize every feature.
"I like it." he smiles, with a peck to the tip of your nose, "Makes me feel like I can protect you."
