The morning sun had begun to peak through the curtains of Olruggio's bedroom, effectively waking you up from your slumber. You groaned internally knowing it was time for you to make your departure, something you had to do early before anyone in the atelier woke up.

You carefully moved out of the bed, only for a familiar pair of arms to pull you back down and into someone's chest. Olruggio groggily mumbled out from the crook of your neck.

Stay a little longer...?