"You have strict rules for sleeping."

Zayne started after he lied down next to you, your head supported by his arm as he wears the white sweater you gave him, gifting you one mint as his neutral eyes gazing into yours as your hand gently touches the side of his neck, rubbing it up and down to include stroking the cheek.

"Is this another unique way for a person to relax?"

Zayne asks with a relived sigh, putting his hands over your handn stroking his cheek and locks his gaze onto yours.

"Acupressure can help with stress an anxiety."

You respond with subtle confidence, still moving your hand up and down while Zayne gently moves your hand downwards.

"While you aren't very skilled, the pressure is nice... Not bad."

You suddenly attempt a bold move and shift out to lie on top of Zayne, his eyes widening for a split moment before going back to a normal gaze which follows your slightest movement as you put your left open palm on his chest, while Zayne returns this and holds your hand on his chest once more, his expression remains stoic.

"I see. Someone had no intention of sleeping from the start. The rest of my day is yours. Do you have any other plans?"