Even if he doesn't look like it, Zanka isn't actually a morning person. He only wakes up early at 7 or something because he wants to improve in his training and other things, he could sleep more if he wanted to but he's just that stubborn.

Yet Zanka thinks that waking up at 6 am on a weekend was... Too damn early—random and a waste of the time he could use to rest. He only allows himself to sleep in when it's the weekend. Plus, he can always train in the afternoon.

Your eyes fluttered, the heaviness of your eyelids slowly disappearing. As you stretch and sit up, you feel your boyfriend's arms which were loosely wrapped around you fall from you as you shift—oh, right... You did ask him to come over last night. Even if you two don't fall asleep cuddling each other like in the movies, you always wake up to this scenario somehow.

You take his arm to place it aside and get up, not finding any other way to deal with your lack of tiredness. but as you try to get up, Zanka's arm suddenly wraps further around your waist, his grip inescapable, making you fall back into your stack of pillows.

While you're still processing if Zanka's awake or not, he pulls his head up and nuzzles into your chest fondly, his eyes still glued shut. You can feel his disheveled and loose hair tickling your shirt, and his grip is pretty tight for someone who is barely awake.

"mmh... Bae. Don't get up yet..." he mumbles drowsly, grabbing your wrist to stop you from grabbing your Communication Choker which is right on top of you desk. He seems to be in a bad mood.

"i'm restless, i can't stay..." you tell your lover.

"It's fine. Just stay in bed... I don't wanna get up yet..." Zanka responds as if you've ever forced him to get up with you. (He's the one who forces himself to wake up when you get off bed).

His sleepy response sounds selfish, wanting to trap you into this comfy bed with him, stopping you from starting your day... But all he wants to is to enjoy a moment of peace with you. No other Cleaners, no annoying people... Just him and you. You know how stubborn he is when he wants something... Plus, it would be better if you get more rest. He knows you randomly shook awake in the middle of the night, too.

"Lord, is the sun even out yet?..." he grumbles into the fabric of your clothing, a small complaint to himself. His eyebrows furrowed, his face is pretty expressive even though he hasn't even opened his eyes yet.