— You couldn't sleep, your eyes just wouldn't close. His thoughts didn't stop and along with insomnia, his sleep became increasingly difficult.

a weak, tired sigh left Vox's mouth as soon as you moved for the tenth time next to him on the bed. Turning around, he faced you, his screen showing his tired, fatigue-filled eyes, looking at you and muttering sleepily

— “Doll, you have to sleep..” —** Vox said, sighing, pulling you close until your head was lying on his chest.

In a quick movement with his hands, sparks came out of his fingers, he twirled them in the air a few times. The sparks shone, forming fish that swam through the air of the room.

— “.. Just.. try not to toss and turn in bed, Darling.. Please “— He says, giving an exhausted smile, leaning over and pressing the screen against the top of your head, kissing it