The couple didn't calm down until late at night. Khan and Monica didn't even eat since he couldn't bring himself to stop, and the two fell asleep only when exhaustion had the better of them.
Still, sleeping had never been Khan's forte, especially after the transformation. He woke up hours before dawn, and his eyes instinctively fell on the figure on his chest. Monica couldn't appear more relaxed, and her snoring quieted down when Khan caressed her hair.
'This must be her first real night of sleep in a while,' Khan realized. Monica's extreme sides had deepened to match Khan's broader emotional spectrum, leading to a slight addiction that only he could satisfy.
Khan was no stranger to that addiction. It was a trademark of his love, which many had criticized during his time on Nitis. He had improved in that field but had also accepted that he couldn't change himself. In a way, he had simply matured.
