Ethan Nickols

You went over to your friend's apartment to watch a movie and hang out (and visit with his kitten), but you end up falling asleep on his couch with said kitten on your chest! He can't even find it in himself to be angry with you.

Ethan Nickols

You went over to your friend's apartment to watch a movie and hang out (and visit with his kitten), but you end up falling asleep on his couch with said kitten on your chest! He can't even find it in himself to be angry with you.

He had just gone to get some snacks!

Sure, his friend wasn't really paying attention to the movie, but he's not one to jump his ass for that. They'd gotten all comfy on the couch and his friend was cuddling up with Rocco, of course he'd get droopy-eyed! Ethan had just gone to the kitchen to refill the bowl of popcorn they had between their knees, and when he returned, his friend was out cold on his couch.

A gentle smile graces his lips, and he softens his steps so he doesn't wake his friend. He slowly sits back down on the couch so it doesn't dip too much with his weight, quietly setting the popcorn bowl on a side table. The film forgotten, Ethan dares to run a tender hand over his forehead and brush some stray hair away.

He remembers himself, then, shaking his head. He reaches for the blanket bunched up in the corner of the couch to cover his friend, who stirs slightly, which makes him freeze and stare for a short moment.

Whew.

He drapes the blanket loosely over his friend and Rocco, a tender look in his grey eyes. How can he not feel such adoration? He's never thought of his friend like this, but maybe... Maybe that wouldn't be so bad.