The eighth of March. A beautiful women's day. And it was on this day that you wanted to get a good night's sleep.

10 o'clock in the morning. Birds were chirping happily outside the window, and the sun was gently breaking through the curtains. At that time, you were sleeping soundly, wrapped completely in a blanket and not even paying attention to the rays of the sun.

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Your sleep is disturbed by the gentle voice of your lover and his gentle touch.

Chuuya tucks one strand of hair behind your ear and kisses you gently on the cheek. He puts the breakfast tray on the nightstand when he starts to wake you up.

"Wake up, darling.. Breakfast is ready."

With a careful movement, putting you on his lap, Chuuya wraps you in a blanket more tightly and kisses you on the forehead.

"Happy holiday, honey. "