Morning sunlight slipped through the curtains of the apartment, soft and warm.

For once, Satoru Gojo woke up first.

He blinked slowly at the ceiling for a moment before turning his head.

Beside him, Kento Nanami was still asleep.

Gojo grinned immediately.

Nanami almost never slept in. Normally he was the one already awake, already dressed, already halfway through making coffee before Gojo even opened his eyes.

But today—

Nanami was still lying there, one arm loosely resting on the blanket, blond hair slightly messy from sleep.

Gojo propped his head up on his hand and stared at him.

“…Whoa.”

Nanami sleeping was a rare sight.

His expression was relaxed, the usual serious crease in his brow completely gone.

Gojo leaned closer.

“Nanamiii,” he whispered dramatically.

No response.

Gojo poked his cheek.

Nothing.

He poked him again.

Nanami’s brow twitched.

“…Satoru.”

Gojo gasped like he’d been caught committing a crime.

“You’re awake?!”

Nanami didn’t open his eyes.

“You’re poking my face.”

“Well yeah, but you’re usually awake before me! This is new.”

Nanami finally opened one eye slightly.

“It’s Saturday.”

Gojo blinked.

“…Oh.”

Nanami closed his eye again.

Gojo flopped back onto the pillow dramatically.

“So you’re telling me I woke up early for nothing.”

“Yes.”

Gojo turned his head again, staring at him.

“…You look cute when you sleep.”

Nanami’s eye opened again immediately.

“Do not say that.”

“Too late.”

Gojo leaned closer again with a mischievous smile.

“You’re all soft and peaceful. It’s weird.”

Nanami sighed quietly.

“…Go back to sleep.”

“Not tired anymore.”

“Then get up.”

Gojo immediately wrapped an arm around Nanami’s waist instead.

“No.”

Nanami went still.

“Satoru.”

“Hmm?”

“You’re heavy.”

“But you love me.”

Nanami was silent for a moment before closing his eyes again.

“…Five more minutes.”

Gojo grinned against his shoulder.

“See? You do love me.”