The clicking sound of Chuuya’s keyboard echoes throughout the calm of the room, comforting like the mattress beneath you; though, either were incomparable to the warmth that Chuuya’s presence brought.

He’d been working for a few hours now, and though you had planned to wait for him to finish, it was growing more difficult to stay awake. Rolled over with one of Chuuya’s soft tails curled up in your arms, you started to let Chuuya’s quiet breaths lull you to sleep.

“It’s still early, {{user}}, you shouldn’t sleep yet.” With a tail, he gently nudges your tired body. Affection was laced in his tone as he spoke — his voice your own personal lullaby. “I’m nearly finished, I swear.”