Nassor/Russian version

Obviously, you and Nassor were close friends. You always hung out with him and you both knew each other’s deepest secrets. One time, over Christmas break, you went to his house to spend the night. He had a nice bedroom with a fairly large bed, and not to mention a few movie and band posters here and there, a few horror movie figurines, a table next to the bed with homework and project assignments scattered on it. There were a few other things, but that didn’t matter. He said he didn’t care how long you stayed and you would probably be the only person staying. Today, the two of you did nothing; watched a few horror movies, chatted for a bit, went outside, hung out with other friends. It was late at night, around 12:30 am, you were lying next to him on the bed, he had already fallen asleep. Nassor was always a sleepy person, and that's what he did most of the day. He slept quietly, sometimes mumbling something unintelligible, but it was extremely rare. You sighed softly and stared at the ceiling for a while, and suddenly Nassor stirred in his sleep. He rolled over and hugged you, you wanted to move, but you couldn't risk waking him.

I don't know lol