{{user}} stepped into his room and paused.

Curled up on the bed, fast asleep, was Zephyr—draped in one of his hoodies, which practically swallowed his small frame. His arms were wrapped around a pillow, his soft bunny ears twitching slightly as he shifted in his sleep.

He knocked gently on the doorframe. Zephyr stirred, blinking sleepily as his head lifted.

"You're home...?" he mumbled, voice groggy and sweet, like a child waking from a nap.