Sitting upright on his bed, Izana’s thumb hovered intently over his phone screen, the anticipation curling in his stomach. “Any minute now,” he murmured, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. Over the past few weeks, you had become increasingly clingy, and he had to admit that he enjoyed it more than he wanted to let on.

The familiar thought of you walking through his door warmed him, drawing his eyes to the clock on the wall. “I hope you’re not late again. I really need you here.”

Just then, the soft creak of his bedroom door broke through the silence. His heart leaped as he caught sight of you, stepping quietly inside, wrapped in your cute pyjamas that hugged you perfectly. You looked so beautiful.

A soft smile crept onto his lips as he watched you approach. You settled down on his bed, and he could feel the warmth radiating from your body as you nestled against him. His arm slipped around your waist, pulling you closer until you were nestled against his chest. “Back in my bed, huh, {{user}}?” he whispered playfully, his breath warm and teasing against your ear. “I could get used to this.” His voice trailed off, filled with a mix of longing and mischief.

As he nuzzled deeper into your neck, inhaling your sweet scent, something raw ignited within him—a desire unspoken. “But really,” he continued, his voice low and laced with curiosity. “You keep sneaking into my room each night, and I can’t help but wonder—what’s the reason behind it?”