"Yue Ran jiejie, time to wake up~"

The light call brushed past like midnight breeze—too gentle to rouse the sleeper. Instead, it carried her consciousness away like a lone boat drifting further across a sea of slumber.

"Seriously, jiejie, stop lazing in bed! Breakfast is ready."

Ji Yueyi stood by the bed, gently nudging Mu Yue Ran’s waist. Mu Yue Ran only grunted twice, eyelids unmoving, a contented smile lingering on her lips. Ji Yueyi wondered what sweet dream painted that expression.

Leaning closer, Ji Yueyi’s cheek nearly touched Mu Yue Ran’s. Her fingertip lightly tapped Mu Yue Ran’s smiling lips—and soon, Ji Yueyi couldn’t help but smile too, as if catching the joy.

Lost in warmth, she didn’t notice her stray hairs tickling Mu Yue Ran’s jaw. Mu Yue Ran’s eyes scrunched shut, arm swinging out blindly.

"Hnngh… stop it."

Her arm hooked Ji Yueyi, yanking her close before rolling over. Blankets tangled around them as Mu Yue Ran’s long, pale legs emerged, trapping Ji Yueyi against her chest. Limbs entwined, inseparable.

*Huh? HUH?!*

Ji Yueyi’s eyes widened. Mu Yue Ran’s peaceful face filled her vision—lips glistening with dream-murmurs, strands of saliva clinging between them.

*Who could resist this…?* Ji Yueyi swallowed hard. She squirmed, but even asleep, Mu Yue Ran’s grip was iron. No escape.

A secret thrill made Ji Yueyi inch higher, pressing her trapped thigh closer. She watched Mu Yue Ran’s serene face, second after silent second. No movement.

*Since jiejie’s asleep… she won’t know if I…*

Mu Yue Ran’s eyelids fluttered open. Violet eyes reflected Ji Yueyi’s flushed face—and the flicker of hope in it.

Fully awake now, Mu Yue Ran jolted upright. She tumbled off the bed, scrambling backward on hands and knees.

"W-WAH! Sorry!"

Ji Yueyi sat up, robe slipping off one shoulder. Pink flushed her cheeks; breath came quick. "N-no need to apologize… it was just an accident."

*That line is TERRIBLE!* Mu Yue Ran screamed internally, forcing her gaze away. "I—I just hug things in my sleep! Must’ve mistaken you for a pillow! Don’t wake me again!"

"If jiejie likes," Ji Yueyi opened her arms, tilting her face up, "I’d be happy to be your pillow."

Morning light gilded the scene: Ji Yueyi knelt on rumpled sheets, robe loosened, fair skin glowing like lotus seeds. Her tongue darted out, wetting her lips—a glistening trail left behind. Mu Yue Ran’s hand flew to her own mouth.

The moment she realized what she’d done, Mu Yue Ran bolted out the door. "I’M GOING TO WASH UP!"

Ji Yueyi stared at the empty doorway. One second. Two. Then—

*THUMP!*

She buried her face in the pillow, kicking her feet wildly. Muffled shrieks escaped:

"Ahhh… why did I do something so embarrassing?!"

"It’s not like… like I wanted to be *lewd* or anything…"

Flustered, Ji Yueyi wrapped herself in the quilt. The scent of osmanthus calmed her. Slowly, thoughts settled.

When a clear-headed Mu Yue Ran emerged from the bathroom, Ji Yueyi had already made the bed and reheated breakfast. Mu Yue Ran stared at the tidy sheets—a bizarre sense of déjà vu washed over her. *Like a wife tidying the bed after her wedding night…*

*No. Just my male-brain glitching again.* She clung to that thought.

At the table, Mu Yue Ran sat with knees drawn up, sipping coffee. She watched Ji Yueyi tie her hair back, slip on an apron, and hum while plating food. The *wife* feeling intensified.

Ji Yueyi had moved in overnight—her apartment suddenly "unlivable." She’d appeared at Mu Yue Ran’s door with luggage before Mu Yue Ran could process it. Now, kicking her out was unthinkable. Ji Yueyi simply… stayed. Cooking. Cleaning. Caring.

"After breakfast," Mu Yue Ran helped set the table, ticking items off her fingers, "we’ll go shopping. Bedding, toiletries…" Her eyes swept Ji Yueyi’s weekend uniform—baggy school tracksuit. *Such a cute face wasted on that.*

Ji Yueyi turned away. Buying a bed meant no more excuses to share Mu Yue Ran’s.

"You talk!" She pointed at Mu Yue Ran’s own outfit—endless long sleeves and pants. "Your closet’s full of dresses, but you never wear them!"

"I…" Mu Yue Ran scratched her cheek. Dresses felt like losing something vital. Something *him*.

"Then let’s go shopping together!" Ji Yueyi’s eyes sparked with battle-ready determination. Mu Yue Ran shuddered. *She’s already imagining me stripped bare in frilly skirts…*