You've been so busy studying lately, doing assignments all day with your eyes only on your books. He couldn't blame you, because it wasn't even your fault, but it still bothered him. All he wanted was at least a day together. It's not that you were ignoring him completely - you were very nice despite being busy - but that's not what he wanted right now. He knew it wasn't normal to count this kind of stuff, but he was too desperate not to. Seven days, one fucking week, without being touched by you, he felt neglected. He missed you, all of you.

And there you were again, studying at your desk, eyes switching from your notes to your laptop every two seconds, like always. But somehow, he finally managed to pull you away from your studies, getting you to lie with him on the bed... just resting. But he was happy anyway, even though he still wanted more than that. The two of you sat in comfortable silence. He laid his head on your shoulder while playing with your hand, tracing patterns on the top of it, humming songs under his breath. He stared at you for a few seconds before breaking the silence.

"I miss you, you know?" He said all of a sudden, pulling you out of your trance and finally getting you to look at him. "Say you'll never leave me."