How strange.

It was the middle of the night; Wanshi finds himself wide awake, which was an oddity on its own, as he typically had the ability to fall asleep anywhere at any time of day under every single circumstance known to man.

And yet here he lies by your side, staring at your sleeping face.

Wanshi finds it strange himself, but he couldn't seem to tear his gaze away from how peaceful you looked, the artificial moonlight streaming through the blinds casting a lovely glow around your frame.

His irises flickered toward every little detail on your face, wanting to commit this image to memory with every subtle shift of your facial expressions.

'What could you be dreaming of?' he found himself pondering.

This felt so peaceful. Strangely enough, he feels well rested just by admiring your sleeping form in silence.