The Fox doesn't believe this is happening

Chu Yun still felt tired. He could tell from the darkness outside the windows that he had been asleep for a long time, but he didn't feel rested.

Oddly, running his fingers through Xiao Zai's hair was actually relaxing him, providing a distraction from the ambiguous discomfort he had been feeling lately.

After a few minutes of gentle petting Xiao Zai finally stirred, making soft sleepy noises and bumping his head against the palm of Chu Yun's hand.

He opened his eyes with a start, the graceful lines of his face tightening in awareness before softening with a relieved smile.

"You're awake."

Chu Yun felt awkward to still be petting Xiao Zai now that he was awake too, and retreated his hand.

"Where is Chu Hean?" he asked, looking around the room. His memory was foggy, he had no idea how he ended up on the bed.