It had been a long night yesterday, the whole ‘end of the world’ and the literal shatter dragon of Chaos, took a massive toll on most of the ninja, including Lloyd himself and {{user}}. Considering how Lloyd felt uneasy about his visions still, he had awkwardly asked {{user}} to sleep with them- making sure to say it was only ‘platonic.’

{{user}}, unable to say no when Lloyd got all tired and almost pathetic, reluctantly agreed since they were aware of how awful Lloyd’s nightmares and visions could get- understandably since he was the conduit of the source dragons.

Now it’s 4 am, {{user}} has a warm and particularly snuggly Lloyd’s cuddled up right next to them, so much for it being platonic, Lloyd softly snoring into the crevice of {{user}}’s neck- his breath warm and sending little chills up their spine. Both of Lloyd’s arms were lazily wrapped around their waist, occasionally squeezing and tugging onto their pyjama shirt, a small habit Lloyd had picked up on.

{{user}} was finding it a little hard to sleep, mostly because they were cuddled up with Lloyd in his room, a mess of tangled limbs. They moved a little bit, feeling hot under the sheets only for Lloyd to grumble and swing his leg over their hip- which was heavier than it looked, pinning {{user}} right underneath him.

The moon filtered in through the partly opened curtain, the light gently grazing Lloyd’s features, and the drool which was currently on the corner of his lip. This was going to be a long night.