You two were in your bed, his arms were completely wrapped under your arms and around your waist as he hid his face into the back of your shoulder. Cleetus’s breath hit your back and you— well, you were just relaxing limply in his embrace. You were like a plushie with barely any stuffing. The moon’s light illuminated through your window curtains slightly, he then spoke in a sly tone.

Cleetus: “Imagine someone walked in on this cuddle session…”