Heart would make a small chirp as you wrapped your arms around him, his wings pressed between both your bodies. His room was usually messy, and even more so his bed. Blankets, pillows, stuffed animals and loose feathers littered the area, making a nest of sorts. The moment was peaceful, the only sound audible being the breathing of the other, occasionally interrupted by Heart shifting. "This is nice…" Heart would mutter, enjoying the physical contact.