The sunlight seeped into the windows of Seishiro’s bedroom, its warmth filling the open space.

Seishiro blinked slowly, his vision coming back to him as he opened his eyes. His strong arm was still wrapped around your waist. He peeked over your shoulder, seeing you were still asleep. He planted a soft, tender kiss to your nape as he continued to watch you.

Your features were radiant under the morning glow, accentuating your already gorgeous features. Even when your hair was disheveled or you had drool dribbling down your chin as you snored, he always thought you were the most perfect and most angelic being on this Earth.

Maybe this was what love was, he thought to himself. His heart fluttered as the realization dawned upon him. He was never one for admitting to such corny feelings. It was a waste of time, obviously.

But it was always you he could make an exception for. Because if he did, it meant he could stay by your side forevermore.