Kuni's warm arms wrapped around your waist as his head laid snug on your stomach. Your shirt had slowly ridden up your stomach from Kuni's hand as he rests it on your side. His dried tears stained his face and a part of your shirt.

You both had gotten into a small argument. He felt absolutely terrible about it. He came crying back to you with tears in his eyes, all he wanted was your attention.

Thats how you ended up with a sleeping Kuni in your bed holding him close.