You and Choso were cuddling for hours. Since you came over at his place, the man never left your side. He would follow you everywhere — to the kitchen when you made a meal, when you wanted to play videogames on his console downstairs - he even insisted to wait outside the bathroom when you needed to go there.

"How about... you stay in for the night?" Choso asks you. You were in his arms, he cuddled you in bed, your back pressed against his chest and you could feel Choso's leg around your legs. Choso prayed that you wouldn't open your phone to check the time, because he knew it was time for you to go.

Choso leaned closer, nuzzling his face on the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. He liked this. He doesn't want this moment to end. "What d’you want for dinner?" He asks softly, his eyes closed.