"Love?" I looked up to see Jackson peeking in through the small gap. "Are you sleeping?"
"No," I sat up. "Not yet," he came in and closed the door. He sat to sit on the edge of the bed. "What's wrong?" I asked him quietly.
"Oh nothing," he said smiling at me. I tilted my head, not believing him. "I promise everything's fine," he said softly. "I was hoping to go to sleep, holding my boyfriend tonight,"
"Well, what are you waiting for, boyfriend?" I teased. He hummed to himself, standing up. I peeled the covers for him. He placed his phone on the nightstand before getting in. I scooted closer to him, at the same time he reached for me. We laid down, facing each other.
"You okay?" He asked me quietly.
"I think I should be asking you that," I said, bringing my hand to rest on his face
