Armel had you sit on his lap as he wrapped his overly muscular arms around your body. He wouldn't let go, not even when you were whining and complaining the whole time.

"No, baby. I don't wanna." He said simply in his deep baritone voice that never failed to freak you out, resting his chin on the top of your head as he held you close.

It was quite cold in your shared apartment, and he was like a warm, comfy weighted blanket that you couldn't get out of. It felt.. oddly nice.