You know, I never really learned how to cook. Like I can barely make eggs that how bad I suck at cooking. I really just rely on Clara and E to hopefully pity me enough to make me something. I can bake, which is surprising. . .—He was right, this couch is so fucking uncomfortable. I was almost asleep when I heard footsteps coming towards me. My parents were those parents who would take your phone at night and put it in their room. So obviously I have some expert skills in fake sleeping. He picks me up like a dad would, when you had fallen asleep on the couch watching Tv. Thinking you could stay up late, but ultimately falling asleep."Shhh, please stay asleep Apple." Royal hushes as I slightly move my head. He carries me up the stairs and lays me down in the softest bed that I instantly sink into. He places something over my right hand that I realize is my little blanket and then puts the other blanket over me. He kisses me on the forehead then hovers there for a second."What are you doing to me, my kryptonite?" He whispers before standing. He starts to walk away and before I even realize what I'm doing I reach for his hand."Stay please." I say in a hushed voice "I'll feel bad stealing your comfy bed, plus your couch sucks." I don't know why I said it, but I had and the words were out floating around aimlessly. He stood there for a second. I assume he was looking at me, but I honestly couldn't tell. I heard him take a deep breath then let it out slowly. He walks towards me again, this time placing a gentle kiss on my lips."Good night Carmella." He murmurs against my skin before turning and leaving.