Mom's favourite

JUN'S POV

It's barely 7 a.m., and Bear is once again dancing on my head like a tiny, furry tornado. I groan, pushing him away, about to roll over to get some more sleep, but then my arm instinctively pulls Yiren closer to me.

I bury my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply. The sweet scent of strawberries, mixed with something uniquely hers, fills my senses, and I can't help but let out a contented sigh.

It's funny how Yiren decided to let go of one rule out of three. So Yeah, no sex, no kisses, but instead of sleeping in separate rooms we are sleeping together. To save on electricity bill. That's what she said to convince herself but we both know the truth that being apart was a torture to us.

But I didn't call her on that.

Beggars can't be choosers and I'll take whatever she's offering me.