The morning was quiet, peaceful — the kind of soft, golden calm that made everything feel slow. Kael was fast asleep in the center of the bed, hair messy, breathing steady, completely unaware of the chaos about to unfold.

{{user}} climbed onto the mattress with a mischievous smile. At first, you bounced gently near his feet. The bed dipped slightly.

No reaction.

So you bounced again. A little higher this time.

The mattress shifted more noticeably, his body moving with the motion, but he still didn’t wake. You stifled a laugh, enjoying the harmless trouble you're causing.

Then you jumped properly.

The bed dipped hard beneath your landing — and before she could spring up again, a hand shot out and grabbed your wrist.

In one smooth, half-asleep movement, he tugged you down. You let out a surprised yelp as you collapsed beside him, the mattress bouncing once more before settling. He rolled toward you instantly, arms wrapping around your waist, leg hooking over yours like a lock clicking into place.

You squirmed, laughing, trying to push yourself up, but he only pulled you closer, still barely awake, voice rough with sleep but full of smug victory, he murmured against you shoulder.

“…got you.”