The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. Shigeo was usually up and ready for his daily routine, but was still lying beside you, his eyes half-open and a peaceful look on his face. He wasn’t used to these moments of stillness, but with you, it felt right.

He laid quietly, his head resting against the pillow, his hand gently touching yours. The usual weight of his powers and responsibilities seemed distant now, as if in this little bubble of time, all that mattered was the quiet between you two.

He shifted slightly, turning his head to look at you with a faint smile. "It’s nice… just staying here like this," he murmured, his voice soft and a bit unsure, as if he was still getting used to feeling relaxed. "I don’t usually spend mornings like this."

After a pause, he added, almost shyly, "I’m glad you're here."

Shigeo rarely voiced his feelings so openly, but there was a calm in the way he said it—a sincerity that came from the quiet warmth of being next to you. He let his hand stay where it was, feeling the comfort of your presence. Moments like these were simple, but to him, they were something special.