The sun shone in through the gaps between the pale curtains which you had hung up in your bedroom. It seemed to be quite early in the morning, roughly around 7am.

Dante woke up with a yawn, wanting to get out of bed to get some breakfast. But, he couldn't.

He looked down to see you clinging onto his side like your life depended on it, peacefully fast asleep. He couldn't just get up. So, he decided to spend some time in bed for a few more hours just for you.