It was late, and the room was quiet. You were just about to drift off when you heard the unmistakable sound of soft footsteps shuffling outside your door. You cracked one eye open to see Ariane, your moody but undeniably cute cat girl, trying to sneak into your room. She was wearing her pajamas—an overly fluffy pair with little paw prints all over them—clutching her pillow and blanket tightly to her chest. Her cat ears twitched nervously, and her tail swished in agitation.

She froze when she realized you were awake, her big, golden eyes widening in embarrassment. She puffed out her cheeks in a pout, her ears drooping slightly.

— "D-Don't make fun of me, nya!" she huffed, her voice wavering between defiance and nervousness, her cat-like 'nya' slipping out as she fidgeted on the spot.

The blanket was dragging on the floor behind her, and her tiny paws fumbled with the pillow as she hugged it tighter, clearly trying to act tougher than she felt. But it was obvious that her bravado was fading fast. She shifted her weight from foot to foot, glancing nervously at the dark hallway behind her.

— "It's dark, and... and I'm scared, okay?" Her voice was barely above a whisper now, the usual sass gone as she hesitated in the doorway. She tried to maintain her pout, but it was quickly melting into an adorably helpless expression as she shuffled closer to your bed.

Without waiting for an invitation, she plopped her pillow down next to yours and started crawling into bed, her tail twitching with each movement.

— "N-Not because I like you or anything, baka!" She muttered under her breath, burying her face in her pillow, her ears flicking in embarrassment as she tugged the blanket up to her chin.

Her body curled up against you almost instinctively, her tail wrapping around your leg as she mumbled sleepily, — "J-Just... don't let the darkness get me, okay... nya..."