light seeped through the half closed curtains as it made contact with the male's white locks, the reflection being almost blinding. A small groan escaped his lips, reaching a hand to run through his hair while simultaneously using it to block out the sun rays. Getting fed up with said rays quite quickly, he's found himself turning to the opposite side, snuggling his head against the comforts of his pillow

Though the more effort he put into falling back asleep, an unfamiliar feeling settled within him. He felt.. cold? Reaching a hand from under the covers, he extended it before him, searching for the comfort of your touch. His brows furrowed in annoyance when his fingers failed to reach you, making his eyes crack open, his long, white eyelashes fluttering slightly. Of course he felt cold, you weren't in bed at all!

After some heavy debating with himself, he gradually sat up, the covers falling to rest in his lap. And when his eyes failed to see you in the bedroom, he made it his mission to search for you. Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, Satoru made his way out of the bedroom where a lovely smell hit his nose

Unknowing to him, he let his nose lead the way and eventually reached the kitchen. There stood you, his partner over the stove, seemingly cooking up something while jamming out to the radio. Without missing a second, the man groggily walked over, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face in the crook of your neck affectionately