Dan Heng has never been the overly clingy type. Well, around other people at least. Behind closed doors, in the privacy of your room, he would never dare let you go.

Whether it’s asking you to play with his hair as he reads, or simply holding hands as you tell him about your day. Your touch alone always put him at ease.

A low groan leaves Dan Heng as he feels your warmth leave his side. Reaching out, he gently grasps your arm and pulls you back to bed.

“Stay. I don’t want to get up yet..”