Just stumbled on your cuddle headcanons for the LADS LIs, so Idk if you write fics, but if you do, I have a request. I love cuddles, but when Iām getting ready for/in bed, my body temperature goes up like crazy. Plus I have to shift around a lot before finally going to sleep. Would you mind writing a scenario with the LIs for a reader like that? If not, thatās okay! Thanks for reading anyways :)
What a cute idea!
Xavier: Itās not that Xavier doesnāt care about you moving around and messing with the blankets: itās just that heās already asleep and doesnāt even notice. Sure, if you get out of bed heās gonna crack an eye open and make sure youāre okay, but as long as youāre lying down with him he doesnāt care how much wiggling you need to do.
Zayne: oh, so youāre a hot sleeper? If only your boyfriend ran ridiculously cold. Oh wait, he does. If youāre uncomfortable Zayneās gonna rub your back or let you put your feet on him until you find the right temperature. Tossing and turning? He does the same, so heās not going to mind. Youāll flop around together through the night - a perfect match.
Rafayel: Picky sleeper? Meet your match. Rafayel has every comfort known to man, and heās gonna use every single one to spoil you rotten. Too hot? Hereās a different set of pajamas. Blanket too heavy? Try a different one. Canāt settle down? His high-end mattress dampens movement so he doesnāt even notice. Do what you have to do - heās got you covered.
Sylus: Sylus is pretty similar to Rafayel, except taken about a hundred steps further. Need a different mattress? Sure, kitten, thatās alright. If thatās not right, perhaps you need a different room altogether. Or maybe a different location? When you finally convince him that flying cross country wouldnāt be necessary, heāll settle in next to you and tell you a story until you relax enough to fall asleep.
Caleb: You know, itās funny. You always used to have trouble falling asleep. Youād get too hot, youād toss and turn to find a comfortable position. But with Caleb you never seemed to need to do that. Itās like the atmosphere in his house was perfectly calibrated for your unique needs. From the speed of the fan above your head to the cuff length of the pajamas he gave you to the breathability of the mattress coverā¦ itās almost like he could read your mind. Youād ruminate about it, but to be honest youāre too well-rested to care.
