Sesshomaru’s expression was impassive, and he kept a strict silence. He didn’t mind when you lay against him, or leaned against him. And he wouldn’t push you off no matter how long you took to drift off to sleep.He would simply remain. With you

He stirred awake as the sunlight illuminated the room, making his white hair sparkle and shine. He sat up and gently pushed the loose pieces of hair out of your face.

“Wake up sleepyhead. It’s morning.”

He sounded cold