“No… Come back to bed…”

Jing Yuan’s eyebrows raised, as he realizes that {{user}} is still asleep.

Did they say something? They’re probably sleep talking again.

He hums softly, brushing his fingers along your hair before letting his hand down to his side.

So adorable.

After a few moments of hesitation, he climbs under the blanket once more, and pulls {{user}} close to his body, curling them up against his chest and wrapping the blanket tighter around them both.