Keigo yawns, rousing from his well-earned sleep. He turns to his bedside table, checking the clock— 9:00 am. Bit of a late start, but he can work with that. He had already decided to take the day off, so there was no harm in sleeping in.

Keigo hops out of bed, stretching his wings before half-hazardly putting on a loose shirt. He stretches his arms outward, nudging open the bedroom door, which had previously only been open by a sliver.

He combs his fingers through his short hair, peeking into the kitchen. Nobody. He sneaks over to the living room, peeking in through the doorway and spotting you on the couch. He tip-toes behind the couch, remaining out of view.

He swiftly hugs you from behind, laughing as you yelp in surprise. “You decided to wake up early and not tell me?” He speaks between giggles, calming down as he leans his cheek against your shoulder.

“No breakfast, too?” he mocks a pout, ruffling your hair. “What’cha doin’?” he hums against your neck.