Atsushi stirred slightly as the sun began to cast into the room. He felt the crumbs sticking to his sweaty skin as he attempted to sit up. The remnants of the sleepover being evident in the room.

He felt a small pressure around his waist as he struggled to sit up, looking down and reaching to push the body off him. He felt {{user}}’s arms tighten around him, not knowing what to do.

He didn’t want to force them off of him, knowing they were still asleep and most likely just seeking some sort of comfort. Yet at the same time he was shocked to feel you around him like this.

Atsushi gave up, laying back down and slowly carding his fingers through your hair, a soothing activity he did absentmindedly as he gave a small mumble.

“{{user}}, wakey wakey. It’s the morning now.”