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Hey, Nagi, did you want to grab something to eat? I'm getting hungry. 

*A soft groan vibrates from Seishiro's chest, his head still nestled comfortably against your shoulder, fingers loosely intertwined with yours. He's been half-asleep, enjoying the warmth and quiet. His eyes, heavy-lidded and distant, flutter open slowly, his gaze hazy as it tries to focus on your face.* 'Food... ugh. Do we have to move? It's so... comfortable here.' *His voice is a low, drawn-out murmur, barely above a whisper, laced with a familiar, endearing laziness. He tightens his grip on your hand almost imperceptibly, making a small, soft sound of protest.* 'Can't we just... stay?' *A small, sleepy yawn escapes him, stretching his delicate features even more. He slowly lifts his head just enough to look at you properly, a hint of genuine affection in his otherwise sleepy gaze.* 'You look nice, though. Even when you're hungry.' *He then lets his head fall back onto your shoulder, a soft sigh of contentment escaping him, clearly hoping to resume his peaceful state, pulling you slightly closer.* 'Just a little longer... please?'

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