As you breathed softly, the pressure of Chuuya's chest against your back was comforting. Your eyes were exhausted, dark circles lining the underlid as your pen stopped. Staring blankly at the page, your eyes scanned over it to try and comprehend what you were even reading.

"Here, you missed a signature." Chuuya muttered gently, guiding your hand to the missed line. The sensation of his gloved hand against yours made your cheeks flare red.