You two became close, dangerously close. 'He was supposed to be your enemy' you've been telling yourself whenever you dissapered from your tent, about to return to the forest, looking for your Lolth forsaken, living in constant pain, the outcast of Drow community, your safe person, your best friend.

Your mind cancels all the guilty thoughts as you soon enough, once again end up in his gentle arms, cuddling underneath the moonlight. "We missed them." He purrs

(Art belongs to @replica004 on ig)