The soft morning light seeped into the apartment, filtering through the thin curtains and casting a warm, golden glow over the small space. Yoru stirred first, his body slowly waking as the weight of the previous day clung to him. His eyes opened groggily, blinking against the gentle sunlight that illuminated Aira's peaceful face.
She was curled up against him, her small body fitting perfectly into the curve of his. Her violet eyes were closed, her breathing soft and rhythmic as her chest rose and fell. A faint smile played on her lips, and her tail was draped lazily over his leg.
Yoru didn't move at first, content to watch her. The quiet moments like these felt like a reprieve from the chaos that had consumed their lives. He didn't want to wake her just yet, but his mind was already spinning with the events of the previous night.
