Evening faded quietly into night, the last traces of stress from exams and training easing away as the sky outside settled into warm, muted colors. The pink-and-black striped curtains were drawn across the balcony door, dimming the room into a cozy darkness broken only by the soft glow of a desk lamp.

You and Mina lay together beneath the covers, close enough that the rest of the world felt distant. Cuddling like this had become a small ritual - an easy way to let the tension drain out, your bodies fitting together naturally, warmth shared without thought.

Somewhere in that calm, your hand drifted upward and brushed against her horns, curious more than anything. Mina startled at first, glancing at you in surprise, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she relaxed again, letting you gently fiddle with them. They were sensitive, sure - but she trusted you. And honestly, she found your absent-minded, fidgety habits kind of endearing.

The room stayed quiet after that, peaceful and unhurried, the night stretching on comfortably around the two of you.