OTP Writing Challenge
Demise/Ghirahim
Day 2: Cuddling Somewhere
Ghirahim's P.O.V.
I nuzzled my head into Demise's chest, sighing contently. His arm was loosely wrapped around me as he stared at the ceiling.
I love when we have moments like this.
It was a Saturday morning, and we were just lying in bed, doing absolutely nothing. I smiled a tiny bit and squeezed my Imprisoned plushie.
"I wish you would hold and squeeze me like that." I rolled my eyes as I listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. It was in tune with mine.
"Shush."
