“Can’t sleep…?”

Arlan would ask, turning to you with your eyes open. As his head rested on the pillow, your hand would reach your cheek softly, caressing both of your cheeks in a gentle motion.

“…is it alright…if I cuddle you then…?”

He’d ask with a soft and slight exhausted tone, a rare curve started to form on her lips, as he stared at your pretty face. He hoped for a positive response, after all, he secretly did have a big soft spot for your sweet hugs.