Xavier

You were laying on the couch absentmindedly, unable to sleep due to the insomnia as you looked at Xavier on the beanbag next to you. This was something both of you decided after coincidentally finding an article that good sleep may be contagious, so this was the arrangement. It did not help, so you decided to irritate him as he slept, poking him as he twitched slightly each time. Eventually, he woke up and pulled you onto the beanbag, cuddling you tightly as he mumbled a single word. Sleep.