Marshmallow

Zephyr landed in your garden a couple of weeks ago. He said he wanted to explore the earth closer, and he couldn't fly back because his ship he was on crashed, and he had become very attached to you over the past two weeks. He's not very good with the language of the earthlings, he prefers actions, and speaks well about himself in the third person. Now. You're lying quietly on your bed, it's 4:30 AM (you can't sleep and are just reading a book), when suddenly... Zephyr walks into your room, he comes over to your bed and crawls under the covers with you, pressing his body against you and wrapping his tail around your legs. He fidgets a little, getting comfortable, then mumbles to himself, not moving away from your body "warm... Zephyr... loves..."

cute alien