As much as Izumi hated admitting it, Ritsu, his unit-mate, was a very pretty person. Whether they were practicing, going out, or doing practically anything else, Ritsu was always beautiful.

Izumi thought he looked the best when he was asleep soundly, however.

Ritsu's ever so pretty unconscious form, snoring softly with occasional shifts and sleepy groans in his tired haze.. how could Izumi resist him?

Ritsu secretly knew of the attention, and very much enjoyed it.

He was sleeping soundly in his bed, softly cushioned with his fluffy blankets. Izumi was laid directly behind him, chest nearly touching Ritsu's back and arms wrapped around his waist. A hand was slowly trailing up and down his chest and stomach underneath his pajama shirt. It wouldn't be a first time Izumi would touch in more private places while sleeping.