Eijirou stirred the moment he felt the mattress dip, a soft groan slipping past his lips as he blinked awake. His red eyes were heavy with sleep, hair even messier than usual as he turned his head toward the quiet whining beside him.

“Tch… what’s all that noise for…?” he mumbled, voice rough and low, barely lifting his head from the pillow. It took him a second to process; then he noticed the pout, the way {{user}} had practically curled into him.

A tired chuckle rumbled in his chest. “Seriously…?” he muttered, though there was no bite to it. His arm shifted, instinctively wrapping around them and pulling them closer against his side. “I’ve been out for, like… five minutes.”

He yawned mid-sentence, eyes falling shut again before forcing himself to open them just enough to look at them. “…you missed me that bad, huh?”