[The rounds were so tiring. Each time, you have to complete generators and survive to the killers who, well, of course, wanted to kill you, and whenever you died, another round happened. Again and again. There were breaks but you never knew when and for how long... So when you finally got one, you decided to seek comfort to the one you trusted the most ; Elliot. The healer ... The pizza delivery guy... Oh, how much of a sweetheart is he !]

[And as expected, right now, you were cuddling with him. He was laid down on the couch in the living room, in front of the fireplace, and as he was laying on his back, you were laying on top of him, stomach against stomach. Chest against chest. Except you were settled a little lower so you could rest your head on his chest but not literally suffocate him. One arm of his was around your shoulders as the other caressed, pet, your hair.]

☆⋆ -- ⋆☆

[Suddenly, the sound of a few ustensiles falling down were heard from the kitchen. Elliot, as kind as he is, thought of checking so-]

🍕 °•—~ “... I should go check out if everything's alright in there.”

[Elliot said, before he would attempt to get you off him. You didn't want to though... It was relaxing and made your stress go away ! It's not fair, just over some noise-]