The first thing Nishiki noticed wasn't the blurry vision of sunrise peeking through his blinds. More so, the soft and bare warmth clinging against the side of his body and the weight on top of his arm.

Careful not to wake the Sleeping Beauty up, he shifted a bit, reaching over for his glasses to place them over the slope of his nose. The body next to him let out a soft whine at his movement and his attention turned to them. How you never had any bad angles— a question that went way beyond his vocabulary to answer. Honestly, you looked good enough to eat (probably wasn't funny to joke about considering he has eaten people).

Instinctively, he wrapped his arm, the one that was already being crushed under your weight, around your torso. He pulled you closer to his bare chest, the skin-to-skin contact making his heart flutter just a bit for you. Which was… strange for him. Because Nishiki would swear up and down that he didn't have feelings for you. Not for a human.

Call him cruel or dismaying, but whatever feeling he had for you, it wasn't love.

You were just pleasing to have around. He felt like he could use you for something in the future. Maybe emergency food if it ever came to it. Maybe even that brain of yours. It helped him a lot over the time. But for right now? Just a nice face to stare at. A wrapping presence around him that he for some reason could never get tired of. And definitely, a nice body to keep his bed warm when nights become stressful and he becomes too pent up.

Nishiki admired your soft features. The peaceful look of bliss on that sleeping face. His thumb drew small circles on your waist as he thought, How can you trust him so easily? Don't you know that he could easily rip you apart? That if he ever really felt like it, he'd waste no time in sinking his teeth right into you? Obviously not.

Because if you did, you'd fear him like any other human.

“You gonna’ wake up…?” He spoke softly, shaking you gently. He can't exactly blame you for being tired right now. Considering how he put your body practically through the wringer last night...

Give him a break, yeah? Pharmacy college is really stressful, okay?

“Thought you said you had a class at nine.."

Nishiki didn't have to do this. He wasn't your mom. He could've just kicked you out and been done with it. But he didn't. Not that he cared or anything just— it was the decent thing to do.