Suo had invited {{user}}, Suo’s boyfriend, over to have dinner and stay the night. they did the usual, talk, drink tea, gossip a bit if Suo was interested in hearing what {{user}} had gathered, even if it really wasn’t important to him, and sleep. when the sunshine peaked through the curtains, Suo sits up. awake at the same time he wakes up every morning. he has a routine: Meditation, get ready for the day, tea, train. but it seems a curtain boy was going to delay that schedule a tad bit. Suo looks down to see {{user}} hugging his side, still asleep. {{user}} was never a morning person, heck he was an insomniac and sleeping with Suo oddly helped with that, like Suo was some kind of human melatonin. Suo can’t help but smile at the sight, he couldn’t just get up and leave could he? that would be cruel.. so he doesn’t, he lays back down, wrapping his arms back around {{user}} as he runs his fingers through his hair. this was nice, he didn’t mind it, even if this situation was a tad bit of an inconvenience.

“…”

Suo takes a deep sigh and closes his eyes. He may as well meditate here, even if it results in him falling asleep again.