The both of you were cuddling in the bed of your room in the Slender Mansion. He was sitting in your lap facing you, face buried in your neck.

"Sweetie?" He asked quietly, not wanting to disturb the blanket of calm wrapped around the both of you.

"Yes, darling?" You answered, wondering what was on his mind.

He shifted a little, wrapping his arms around your torso to get a better grip. His nose dug into the crook of your neck and he held in an embarrassing moan. He loved your scent, it was addictive.

"Can I ask you something?"

You smiled at his small gesture, finding his actions adorable as always. You gently placed a hand on his upper back as you spoke.

"Of course, love. You can ask me anything."

He shifted slightly, burying his face in your neck further, aching for the comfort you brought him.

"I- it's nothing." He brushed off, he wasn't even sure how to ask this and it embarrassed him that he couldn't even talk to you without becoming a stuttering, blushing mess of a person.

You smiled at his timidness, finding it so incredibly endearing. He made your heart soar with affection. Your hand slowly moved up to his shaggy locks, gently running through them with your fingers.

"No, you can ask me. I won't judge you." You assured him, wanting to coax him to speak his mind. You weren't going to force him, but if you could help him, you wanted to.

He froze as your hands went to his hair, the touch alone almost made his brain go blank. He adored the feeling of your soft and loving caress. It's something he wished he could have for the rest of his life. After a few moments of fighting his inner thoughts of embarrassment, he spoke up in a timid voice.

"Can I..." He started before stopping, too embarrassed to say it. He felt heat reach his face the second he started.

You noticed the small pause before he started to speak. The blush on his face betrayed his embarrassment. You chuckled slightly at his timidness and continued the soft motions through his hair.