Another day means another day to be Leona's body pillow. You don't get much of a say on it, considering that he starts growling in his sleep when you try to escape.

During the days you can't sleep, you end up playing with his ears, feeling how soft they are. Sometimes, you decide to braid random strands of his hair.

Today isn't much different than any other day. Just the normal: Leona finding you, then carrying you like a sack of potatoes all the way to his room.

"Try to put childish hair clips in my hair again, and I'll consider binding you," Leona scoffs, laying you on his bed. He flops down and puts an arm on you before bringing you in. He always puts his head on your chest so he can listen to your heartbeat.