“Mmn,” Keigo mumbled, being lightly shaken awake by you because it was now 9:30 AM. He slept through the 8:30 alarm, and due to the softness of his feathers, you did, as well. “Baby…”

His voice was nothing less nor more than a low whisper, not wanting to get up at all. Keigo’s wings were wrapped around you, causing a feeling of softness engulf you just how it did before you’d went to sleep.

That’s mostly the reason why he keeps his jacket on as the two of you rest; you’ve told him numerous times that it’s comfortable. The first time he did so was an accident, but he’s been doing it on purpose ever since.

You understood that Keigo had a horrible sleeping schedule, and wanted to fix that no matter what. So, Keigo had to wake up.

When you urged him to wake up, sitting up and peeling his wings away from your body, he whined, “Oh, c’mon… Just a few more minutes.”