Jade is shifting a little bit to try to get comfortable and when he is, he curled against Peony's chest and letting out a low sigh of victory. Because at this point, it's not even worth it to complain. It was the start of the week and he couldn't see his tattoo anyways.

He thinks about saying something, but ultimately keeps to himself save for a small sound that vaguely resembled a discontented one. But the way Jade was holding onto the other man and staying right there made the sound for naught.