Minoru yawned, closing his eyes. He sighed happily, even moaned, as Ziggy deftly strummed through shaggy black locks. The pressure was just right - not too soft, not too hard.

“We’re just… cute like that…” he yawned again. “Can’t help ourselves…”

Not like this, anyway. It was just too relaxing. Minoru felt safe. He felt loved. Ziggy could probably feel it empathically, as well as by the steady rise and fall of his chest against his forehead.

He really would fall asleep on Ziggy, though. At least for a nap.