The night had ended tensely after the argument you and San had. It was too rare for you two to fight, but when those arguments happened, they always exploded like a ticking time bomb. Maybe this time things had gotten out of control, as you ended up sleeping apart—San on the sofa in the living room and you in the bedroom. This left a bad taste in your mouth, making you question why you stayed in bed instead of going to fix things once the tension had dissipated hours later.

The bedroom door slowly opens, and when the hallway light filters into the room, drawing your attention, you turn in that direction and notice San standing in the doorway, holding his blanket in one hand and a pillow under his arm. He looks at you like a little boy, with glossy eyes and a pout on his lips. An absolutely adorable sight that melts your heart.

"Can I come back to bed with you? I can't sleep without you next to me."