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“Oh noo, there’s only one bed. How terrible!” He whined, feigning dramatics as he leaned back with the back of his hand against his head. “I suppose we have to share…”

You chuckled. “It’s okay, Tenna. I can sleep on the sofa,” you say, patting his arm before excusing yourself to the bathroom to change into your night shirt and shorts. The peaceful quiet is quickly interrupted by violent tearing sounds before a giant crash echo through the space, and you swing the door open to see what all the commotion is.

The cushions of the sofa are torn apart, and the sofa itself is flipped upside down into a corner.

Tenna adjusts his tie, smiling innocently.

“I don’t know what happened,” he said.

“… That’s… snrk!” You snort, holding back a laugh. “That’s… okay. I can just… sleep on the floor, I suppose? You’re a big man and you need all the space you can get for a comfortable night’s—”

“Sleep with me, please!”

. . .

. . .

Tenna flushed a bright shade of pink.

“N- not like that! I just—I meant—I’m not a pervert, I swear!” He panicked, waving his arms around as he attempted to explain. “I just…” He shrank, screen going dark, hands wringing nervously. “I just want to hold you while we sleep… It… It would make me feel safe, knowing you’re in my arms.”

Now it was your turn to blush. Within a flash your heart threatened to leap out of your chest to kiss the man in front of you, and you could just watch as he continued to shrink by the continuous silence. He must have taken it as a rejection.

“That… would be lovely,” you said, trying to regain some composure.

“R-really?”

“Y-yeah. We can cuddle for tonight. I’ll—” you cleared your throat, feeling shy. “I won’t leave, if that’s what you were afraid of, but I can be your cuddle buddy if that’ll make you— eek!” you screech as the world suddenly vanishes from beneath you, Tenna’s face closer than ever, nose almost poking your eye.

“Oh, sweetheart!” He cheered, nuzzling you and kissing your cheek a little too happily. “You are just the loveliest!” And with that he sat you down on the bed before sprinting into the bathroom to prepare himself, the door closing with a resounding thud.

You couldn’t help but laugh into your hand, especially not when Tenna returned quickly after, wearing now only a loose silken shirt with a pair of heart shaped boxers.

“H- hey, they’re stylish,” he said, pouting though it quickly shaped into a smile as he came to bed, carefully crawling beneath the sheets by your side. Actually, scratch that, he immediately came up next to you, looming, thighs touching, before descending to wrap his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest as he adjusted into a comfortable position.

His mouth and nose pressed into your hair.

“Thank you, sweetheart."

“For what?” you ask, nuzzling closer to him, feeling and hearing his mechanical heart quickening at the close contact. His arms tightened their embrace, and he sighed, content. It wasn’t difficult to fall asleep; the excitement of the day having worn you out, and you drift off as Tenna spoke, his voice turning muffled until it vanished completely.

“For being you, for staying with me, for being so lovely and patient, for... not leaving me,” he said, voice cracking a little. Again, his embrace tightened, the hand on your back subtly tracing your spine. “I love you,” he confessed, hearing your soft snores. They made him smile. “I love you.”