Gagamaru wakes up slow, sunlight slipping through the curtains. He blinks, confused for half a second… then feels warmth pressed to his chest.

You.

Your head tucked under his chin, his arms already wrapped around you like his body decided hours ago you weren’t going anywhere.

He freezes — not because he’s scared, but because he doesn’t want to mess up this perfect moment. His heart does that little thump-thump panic when he realizes you actually stayed.

He dips his face into your hair, breathing in quietly. “…Smells like home.” He whispers, barely a sound.

You shift in your sleep and snuggle closer. His arms tighten instinctively.

He isn’t going back to sleep — no way — he just lies there, holding you like the morning might try to steal you away.

And under his breath, soft and certain: “Stay with me… just a little longer.” 💞