Inspired by a kink meme request:

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For a change of pace- some fluff for these two ;3 And my either (or just putting Eliot/Reo) I mean, either or. I would love to see this filled from both sides.

Either Eliot or Reo has an embarrasing secret.

Whichever- still sleeps with a comfort object (be it stuffed animal, blanket, etc.)

Eliot/Reo ends up losing it somehow.

And uses the other instead.

Fluffy cuddling is a MUST!

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Comfort Object

Elliot returned to the dorm room he shared with his servant Leo, and to find the room looking completely ransacked. Leo was on the floor with his glasses in his lap and his head in his hands, his legs sticking straight out in front of him.

He looks like a little kid sitting like that, Elliot thought.

"What's happened here?" barked Elliot. He was on the verge of losing his temper over the state of the room, but something told him Leo was about ready to go into freak out mode, and he tried to hold back in order to give him some space.

Leo looked up, his face twisted with desperation.

"Elliot!" he cried. "Have you s-seen…my blankie?"

"W-what blankie?" Elliot scratched his head, his eyes darting around the room.

"It was…kind of yellowish and s-soft, and about…" He held his hands about a foot and a half apart, "this big?"

Elliot thought for a moment.

"Um…I saw something earlier…when I was picking up around here…on the floor near your bed…I thought it was an old rag and threw it away."

"YOU WHAT!" Leo screamed. "WHERE IS IT NOW?"

Elliot approached the trashcan and saw that it was empty.

"The maid must have taken out the trash already," he said, sticking his hands in his pockets. "I'm sorry, Leo."

Leo bit his lip and fought back tears.

Elliot smiled nervously.

"I never knew you had a…'blankie'…that's kinda like a little kid thing…I didn't think you-"

"Leave me alone…" Leo growled, his face flushed. "Get out of here before I hurt you."

Elliot turned and opened the door, then looked back at his servant.

"GET OUT!" Leo grabbed a shoe and threw it at Elliot, who quickly shut the door just in time.

2

A few hours later, Elliot was in the library yawning over his school books. The library was about to close. It was late, he was tired, and he wanted to return to his room to go to sleep for the night. Hopefully Leo's over his tizzy fit by now. Geez, I didn't know a little thing like that could mean so much to him.

Elliot cautiously opened the door to their shared room, observed that the room was dark. He closed the door quietly behind him and was about to light a candle when he heard Leo's voice.

"Elliot. I can't sleep without my blankie."

"Uh, I'm sorry to hear that, Leo. I already apolog—"

"Get in bed with me," commanded Leo.

"Huh?"

"Just do it. You owe me."

Elliot sighed and undressed, put on a nightshirt, and then climbed into Leo's twin-sized bed.

"Ow," said Leo. "Your head's on my hair."

"Sorry." Elliot lifted his head off their shared pillow and scooted over as far from Leo as he could without falling off the bed. "There really isn't much room here, you—" he stopped cold when he felt Leo's arm across his chest.

"Why don't you roll over, with your back to me," suggested Leo. Elliot rolled over and felt Leo snuggle up against his back and press his hand against his stomach. "This is much better," murmured Leo, yawning.

"What am I…your new blankie?" Elliot yawned and felt Leo nuzzle against the back of his neck, and the pleasant pressure of his stomach being rubbed by Leo's hand.

"You'll do for now," whispered Leo, caressing his master. "Maybe forever."

Elliot sighed and snuggled closer, feeling warm breath on his neck. His foot found Leo's and rubbed against it, and then their legs became intertwined; sandwiched one on top of the other.

Soon the two were fast asleep sharing a nest of pleasant dreams.