The next morning rolled by and Coco woke up with a warm and familiar weight against her body.
Groggily, she opened her eyes and found herself snuggled up against Quizen's chest. She let out a low hum of contentment when she felt his arms wrapped around her body, his embrace warm and steady.
The soft sunlight streaming through the windows bathed the room in a gentle glow.
It was bright, so Coco buried her face against his chest, discreetly inhaling his scent before letting out a satisfied sigh.
Her eyes fluttered shut again, enjoying this peaceful moment— but Coco felt Quizen shifting beside her, the subtle movements pulling her from her sleepy haze.
She quickly opened her eyes when she noticed that he seemed to be preparing to disentangle himself from their cuddling position.
Coco instantly perked up and protested, her arms tightening around him as she clung to him.
