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He lay there on his side, an arm under his head as he blissfully admired the deeply asleep puppy in front of him.

He couldn\'t believe it that his little puppy was right there. On his bed, lying on his pillow, wearing the pajamas he got for him.

This was the sort of sight he would never get tired of.

Just then, Xing Han moved again, restlessly turning in his sleep. Nitocris watched in amusement as he rolled over, until his back hit Nitocris.

Nitocris didn\'t dare move, but he really was in 7th Heaven right now.

Having his little puppy in his arms as he fell asleep. What could be better than this?

As if answering Nitocris\'s silent question, Xing Han moved again.

This time, he turned a complete 180 degrees so that he was now facing Nitocris. Feeling the warmth in front of him, Xing Han instinctively reached out.

Nitocris felt like crying in happiness right now.

When Kyle said that Xing Han was like an octopus, he thought Kyle meant that he\'s a restless sleeper. Well, Xing Han was but he was also the type to hug and hold onto whatever fell into his arms.

Like an octopus, not only were his hands around Nitocris\'s waist, he had also lifted up his leg and put it over Nitocris\'s legs. In short, Nitocris was Xing Han\'s bolster. Somehow, his head snuggled under the crook of Nitocris\'s arm.

Nitocris looked at the sleeping face of his beloved puppy, and couldn\'t help but kiss his forehead. Slowly lifting up his other arm, he placed it around Xing Han\'s waist.

This was surely heaven sent and he wasn\'t going to waste the opportunity given to him. He hugged his little puppy, content.

Despite the awkward position, Nitocris found it extremely comfortable. He closed his eyes and soon, he fell into a deep sleep.

? The Next Morning ?

Xing Han woke up in a daze. As he opened his eyes, his brain went blank for a while as he looked at the unfamiliar room.

He blinked and rubbed the grit out of his eyes, as he slowly became more aware of his surroundings.

\'Oh yeah. This is Nitocris\'s room\', he thought.

Even as that thought came into his mind, he was still too groggy to have any sort of reaction. As he sat there, he thought that the bed was nice and the room was rather cozy.

Xing Han is one of those people that isn\'t \'quite there\' when first waking up.

His thinking is slower and one can always tell that he\'s not really paying much attention. Kyle had gotten used to the dead log waking up acting like a zombie, and normally just gave concise instructions to make sure he gets ready.

Sometimes, Kyle would have to lead him to the bathroom. Xing Han normally \'wakes up\' after a bath.

As Xing Han sat there on the bed stupidly, he thought about the really nice sleep he had. He had a nice dream, too, but he can\'t remember what it was right now. All he can recall is that he had the best sleep ever.

His eyes landed on his uniform that was hanging at the coat rack. He blinked a bit, realising that Kyle must have put it there.

After a while, it clicked.

Oh, that means Kyle is outside. He yawned and stretched lazily.

The bedroom door suddenly swung open and Xing Han looked in a daze at the immaculately dressed man walking in.

His hair was all nice and dandy, sleeked back like normal and that silver streak looking more striking than before. Some of the buttons of his shirt were not done up yet but overall, he was all dressed up to go to work.

Such a handsome man, Xing Han thought to himself.

"Good. You\'re awake," Nitocris said, as he buttoned up his sleeves, "Go and get ready for school. Mother has already made breakfast."

At the sound of \'breakfast\', Xing Han\'s eyes sparkled with a bit of life and he smiled goofily. He somehow garnered the energy to get out of bed. He turned to his stomach, wormed his way to the edge of the bed and slid off.

His butt landed on the floor and Xing Han lay his head on the edge of the bed for a while before standing up, yawning again.

Once he stood up, he turned and headed over to take his uniform. He was about to pass Nitocris when he suddenly stopped, his eyes falling on those offending unbuttoned shirt, which showed a lot of skin.

He frowned a bit, then walked over to Nitocris, pouting.

"This is not right, should button up properly," he mumbled under his breath, his eyes squinting as he concentrated hard on the buttons.

His fingers were having a bit of trouble coordinating between holding the button and putting it through the buttonhole. In his numerous attempts to get it through that darn hole, his fingers would be brushing against the naked skin underneath the shirt.

When he finally got the last button done, Xing Han smiled happily.

He ran his hand down the entire length of the shirt, intending to get the creases out. Problem was, there there were these two spots that wasn\'t quite flat.

Xing Han frowned and would try to flatten it but to no avail. Worse, it seemed to get more sharper? Weird. Finally giving up, Xing Han patted the chest and looked up at Nitocris, smiling happily as he said, "There. All done."

Yawning again, he scratched his butt, took his uniform and soon dissapeared from sight.