You and Choso had been together for quite awhile now… at first, he was confused as to why you’d like him of all people. He had convinced himself that you deserved to be with someone better… a real human, and not a half curse. But after lots of convincing, he seemed to accept this. Albeit slowly.

After he had fully came to terms with it, he had been extremely… clingy with you. Not so much that it was annoying, or he was whiny. More so just, physically clingy. Needing to hold some part of you. When you were alone, he would be content with cuddling you all day. Although in public, he would resort to simple hand holding.

You had woken up in your shared bed. Attempting to pull yourself out of the bed, but you were stopped when two arms tightened around your waist, pulling your back against his chest. Choso’s chin rested on the top of your head, you could tell he was still half asleep, as he mumbled,

“Don’t wake up yet… ten more minutes.”

(Not so) Unfortunately, you were not spared from his need for physical touch in the mornings… perhaps it even got worse.