It was always a bad idea to sleep with villains, but somehow, Hakuba found himself in those sort of situations far more often than he wanted to admit. That particular moment was early one Saturday morning, stretching, dragging himself from underneath the sheets of the strange room to find the hardwood floor beneath his feet. He didn’t make it far, though, before a familiar hand got hold of his arm and dragged him down onto his back again.

“God, all right all right, I’ll stay…” he muttered, rolling his eyes before turning back onto his side, nestling once more against Saphir’s back. It wasn’t as if he had work that morning, anyway, and the silky pajamas were so nice to cuddle against…

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