"No. Stay," Dan Heng lets out a small hum as his arms circle around your waist from behind. He makes sure to drag you in as close against him as he possibly can, his fingers grasping onto your shirt.

The Astral Express was— thankfully, quiet at this time. With everyone either resting after a hard day or simply just lounging together, Dan Heng was able to whisk you away to his room without a glance back.

That is why you're currently seated on top of the hard floor, the only thing making you somewhat comfortable being the blanket thrown down. You don't find it surprising at all how he manages to sleep on the hard ground— no mattress, as if the only thing he really cares about are his books.

"Want you to stay a bit longer. Just wanna feel you against me," he murmurs, so unlike himself. Tired after a long day.