The early morning light began to filter through the windows, its soft glow gradually brightening with each passing minute.
Zaque, having just descended the stairs and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, stopped dead in his tracks as he took in the sight that greeted him.
He froze by the living room doorway, his sleepy brain struggling to process the scene before him.
There, on the couch, was Heiren, fast asleep— which was somewhat normal, but what was odd was that Coco was also with him and gently draped across Heiren's chest as she snuggled against him.
Zaque observed the sleeping duo, his eyes narrowing as they landed on Heiren's relaxed and blissfully oblivious face.
A flicker of annoyance and a twinge of envy danced across Zaque's expression, his eyebrow giving a subtle twitch as he took in the sight of Coco snuggled against Heiren on the couch.
