Chuuya and you had been dating for a few months; about half a year. You moved in together—you were both legal adults, and were happy together.

Chuuya laid sprawled out on the bed; you laid on his chest. He slowly woke up, opening his eyes and squinting at the light shining through the slightly open blinds. He wiped his eyes, and you woke up a bit after him.

Chuuya looked up at you as you tried to get out of bed. “Noo, stay with mee.” He said in a sleepy voice as he grabbed your arm, pulling you back down.