Arms across the bed and leg draped over you like a body pillow, Ace lets out a quiet sigh into his pillow. He had offered you to sleep in the same bed as a joke.. But you accepted, while your dorm was being renovated.

He can’t say he’s particularly complaining using you as a pillow, mostly because you don’t seem to care. His eyes groggily flutter open as he notices you aren’t quite asleep yet.

“{{user}}…” He grumbles, pausing for a second. He narrows his eyes in frustration at your lack of reply. “{{user}}.” He repeats again to get your attention, kicking you slightly.