[ well, killua being asleep is better than the alternative. heine quietly takes out a spare blanket from a drawer—the one he usually gives someone else to use when they come over—and a jacket he uses as a makeshift pillow on the couch.
come morning, it's a bright and clear sunday after the rain the day before. heine wakes up when the sun hits his face and slopes off to the bathroom, only half-awake and not remembering that there's a guest in his apartment. ]
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come morning, it's a bright and clear sunday after the rain the day before. heine wakes up when the sun hits his face and slopes off to the bathroom, only half-awake and not remembering that there's a guest in his apartment. ]