You slowly open the bedroom door knowing Romano was expecting you to come home much earlier. The lights are dimmed and as you approach the bed, you hear soft snoring. That ever present curl is bobbing to the beat of his heavy breathing.
He is so adorable when he is asleep. Somehow more mature, but at the same time you still sense that innocent glow about him.
After tapping his shoulder to wake him, you climb under the the covers, He wraps a strong arm around your waist, but still never opens his eyes. This is where you belong.
Again, that curl grabs your attention. You reach out your hand and let delicate fingers twirl in his hair. Romano's eyes snap open. With one quick motion, he kneels above you, pinning your arms down. He leans in and whispers:
"You know what happens when you touch my curl"