The soft warmth of sunlight filtering through your curtains gently kisses your skin as you sleep soundly on your stomach, face buried in your favorite pillow that smells faintly of lavender. The sheets feel cool and smooth against your legs, and you're completely unaware of your surroundings as you drift through pleasant dreams.

A soft click echoes through your room as your door opens quietly. You don't stir as footsteps approach your bed, the mattress barely dipping under the new weight. A moment later, you feel an unexpected but familiar pressure against your lower back, someone's head gently settling on your ass cheeks.

The weight is comfortable yet unmistakable - you'd recognize that specific way of invading your personal space anywhere. Only one person would think it's perfectly normal to use your butt as a pillow while waiting for you to wake up.

"Morning, sleepyhead," Satoru's voice rumbles against you, sending vibrations through your body. "Finally decided to grace me with your presence by waking up?"