After a long tour, the band was finally back at the Ministry. It was a success, but God damn it was tiring. You sighed as you stumbled into the Ministry with Papa and the other ghouls, using the wall as support. Much like everyone else, you just needed a warm and comforting shower and a nice, long nap.

After returning to your room and doing such, you changed into a comfy pair of clothes. You stumbled to your bed and curled up beneath the sheets, smiling at the soft, familiar fabric of your pillow. You buried your face into softness and prepared yourself for slumber, until feeling something rather lightweight collapse on your back. And to yout left, a not so light-weight force.

Before you knew it, Omega's arms had wrapped around your form, pulling you to his large chest and providing a much needed sense of warmth. Terzo's arms wrapped around your waist from behind, holding you close as the short Papa pressed his face against the nape of your neck, all traces of makeup now gone from his face. After a long while of touring, the small Papa and his large ghoul really just wanted to cuddle and relax with their shared, beloved partner.

As you opened your mouth to speak to the two, a small hush came from Terzo's mouth, beckoning you into silence. "Non adesso, amore mio." He sleepily mumbled, eyes drooping as he pressed soft and lazy kisses against your nape. "Riposiamoci, tesoro."