you wake up in the middle of the night,
hungry.
you slowly move the hand off your body and make your way downstairs to the kitchen.
you were waiting for your left over pizza to get heated in the microwave
when you felt strong arms slithering around your waist,
a face nuzzling onto your neck.
"why'd you leave me?"
they ask in a deep,
sleepy voice.
"i was just hungry."
you say rubbing their arms gently.
"mhmmm,"
they hum, kissing your neck softly.
