The next morning, Hirvan was awakened with a sluggish sensation of discomfort, the feeling of a heavy weight pressing down on his chest. His eyelids flew open, and he squinted in the early morning light streaming through the curtains.
It took him a moment to realise that the weight was none other than a leg, Ren YuZe's leg, draped casually across his torso. A sigh escaped his lips as he blinked away the remnants of sleep.
"Still the same, huh?"
Hirvan muttered to himself, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
He gently pushed the leg aside, careful not to wake Ren YuZe, who was lying on the bed in a tangle of limbs.
