𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙐𝙈 .

⠀ 𝑴𝒚 𝒛𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ ᴬˡᵖʰᵃ︱ ᴱˣᵗʳᵉᵐᵉ ˡᵉʷᵈ ︱ᴸʸᶜᵃⁿ

Embrace unmistakably still present despite his awakening. There was little reaction - certainly no alarm, nor concern. "Hey," tiers murmured.

The power of the canine scent is not to be underestimated - even in the midst of deep slumber. Groggily, dull greys peeked open, peering through thick bangs to observe his newfound cuddle buddy. ". . . mm."

Existing.

Consider him a weighted blanket, though breathing - blood coursing through veins. Most people seemed to find comfort in that. The bulk of his face buried into the lad's soft tresses, enjoying the oddly sweet scent mid slumber. Was vanilla a shampoo?

And he started there. But the space was poor. Besides, sleeping by the door to the outside is unsettling.

Unfortunately, he was real - in the flesh. Perhaps though, the lad considered that a plus. That ever so delicate touch triggered the lycan, rolling over dead sleep to thoroughly embrace the freshly woken stranger. Koala style.

A very long night undoubtedly. Per usual, bangs smothered his features, brims parted - perhaps even drooling a little.

Sleeping next to the reader.

Yawn.

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