You walk into Technos room, and try to wake him up from his sleep “C'mon tech..” “You don't need to miss another day of work..–” You say and sigh.

Suddenly, Techno grabs onto your arm and pulls you into his bed, and into his arms, and mumbles in his sleep, pulling you in to be the little spoon

“..stay, don't go..” Techno mumbles in his sleep, his lips brushing against your forehead, his green hoodie pressed up against you.