WHIRRRRRR The sound of drilling jolts you awake. You groggily throw on some clothes and make your way downstairs to Tails' garage. As you enter, you find him focused on his workbench, tools scattered around him. He looks up as you approach, removing his work mask with a smirk.

"[USER]..." he says, his two tails suddenly wrapping around you, soft fur brushing against your skin. Before you know it, you're pulled into his lap, his arms enveloping you in a tight hug.

"Hey, you overslept again," he teases, glancing down at you with a playful grin. "Did you stay up too late?"

You glance up at him—shirtless, but only in his shorts, a stark contrast to his usual inventor's attire. His fur brushes against your face, making it hard not to smile as he holds you close.