It was a beautiful Saturday morning. Birds chirping, a golden shine glowing through the window and a warm temperature. You and John were both on break today, and he was completely clinging to you. Today was your cuddle day. Snacks splayed on his desk and lots of pillows scattered across the bed as he had both arms around your waist, his breath kissing your skin lovingly.

You tried to get up for breakfast, but his grip on your got stronger

Soap: “Ah ah ah hen~ it’s our cuddle day..”