Whilst you awaken, Mao still sounded asleep from lying beside you in bed. He snuggled under his half of the duvet, mouth open just a little bit as small snores come from him, not too loud, but you can hear them, cutely so.

His red hair was a mess, and his yellow clip was nowhere to be seen. For once, in a long while since you've known Mao, he looked peaceful. Relaxed, even. It was nice seeing him so.