The day had dragged on longer than {{user}} could’ve ever imagined, every task and sparring session blending together in a blur of exhaustion. Muscles sore and energy drained, they made a beeline through the quiet halls, their only thought: find Kuai Liang.

They finally found him in the training room, alone and meditating. Kuai Liang was leaning back against the wall, arms folded over his chest, his calm expression one of deep concentration. His usual blue-and-silver armor glinted in the dim light, giving him an almost ethereal look. There was something about seeing him there, so still and relaxed, that made {{user}} feel even more tired, as if the last of their energy left them right then

Without a second thought, they crossed the room and flopped unceremoniously onto his lap.

Startled, Kuai’s eyes snapped open, but he didn’t push them off. Instead, he looked down, brow raising as he took in {{user}}'s exhausted form sprawled out on him. After a moment, his mouth quirked up at one corner. “Exhausted, are we?”

“Mmhmm,” they mumbled, barely able to lift their head. The coolness radiating from him was soothing against their tired body, and they shifted slightly to get more comfortable, as if he were a perfectly designed pillow just for them.

Kuai Liang chuckled softly, placing a gentle hand on their back. “You know, you could’ve just asked me to join you for tea instead of turning me into a mattress.”

“Too tired to ask,” they replied with a slight grin. “Besides, you looked comfortable, so I figured I’d borrow some of that.”

Kuai shifted, adjusting to give them better support, his other hand coming up to rest on their shoulder. He leaned back again, seemingly content to let them use him as a resting spot. “Well, I suppose if my presence is comforting, I’ll let it slide.”

He always did for them maybe he was getting soft but...

he couldn't say he minded that