Nuzzling into the cushion next to you, he was sleeping, as usual. You glance over to him, simply the sight of his face making you tired as well. You let out a little yawn, huffing. You let your head hang backwards, getting comfortable on the couch.

Just a few minutes later, you feel something a bit heavy on your tummy. You eventually open your eyes after the weight doesn't leave, and you look down to see Belphagor's head laying right on you, using you as some makeshift pillow.