Morning arrived softly as Koko prepared the warm water for the best little sleeper.
Steam rose gently, carrying comfort through the quiet room like a living blanket.
Tiny breaths fogged the air as the sleepy body was lowered into warmth slowly.
Muscles relaxed at once, tension melting away from a day that had been long.
Closed eyes fluttered in brief surprise, then settled into peaceful drifting calm again.
The water held every shiver, rocking the small body like patient, caring hands.
Koko stayed close, testing the warmth again and again to keep it perfect.
No rushing existed in this moment, only gentle time and shared quiet trust.
Little fingers loosened their tight curl, floating like petals on soft golden light.
A tiny sigh escaped, carrying away tiredness that words could never describe fully.
Warm water circled slowly, easing sore joints and fragile skin with tender care.
The world outside faded into distant noise while peace grew thicker inside.
Koko whispered softly, a promise that today was only for rest and comfort.
The sleeper stirred once, then sank deeper, heart beating calmly beneath warm ripples.
Drops slid from tiny lashes like quiet tears that were not made from sadness.
Every minute felt important, stitched together with warmth, patience, and simple devotion.
This special day asked for nothing more than to be gentle and slow.
Even breathing seemed softer, as if the water taught the lungs kindness again.
When the bath ended, the body was wrapped in heat and careful arms.
Sleep continued unbroken, carrying comfort forward like a gift meant to last.
