Lars experiencing cuddling for the first time since he's being able to deal with his haphephobia.
Oh my sweet baby Lars. This is disgustingly fluffy you’ve been warned.
Lars is 100% a cuddler, he’s always cuddling with his blanket, when he sleeps he’s hugging a pillow, the layers of clothes he wears are warm and soft and safe. So cuddling is something you know he’ll love, he just hasn’t been ready yet.
You’ve been dating for about a month or so, things have been very slow, almost painstakingly on your part but Lars always makes up for it by being the sweetest guy you’ve ever met. Slowly you’ve built up the trust between you two, and he’s holding your hand, his arm is around your shoulder, giving brief but warm hugs. And even chaste little kisses on your head or cheek. He’s such a sweetheart it’s insane, and refreshing, after so many failed first dates with guys saying “so you wanna go back to my place?” After not asking a single question about you. Whenever you bring up the frustration of ex boyfriends Lars gets very angry and upset, it’s not just jealousy, it’s the fact that someone had the audacity to treat you like that.
Anyways. Here you are, at his place, on his couch, watching “I Love Lucy”, which he loves. Your head is by his shoulder but not quite on it, his hand is brushed against your leg. Usually you let him initiate touch, he says it burns less when he’s touching someone rather than being touched. So you let him take his time, that is, you usually do.
Selfishly, you feel, caught up in the stupid tv show, you lean your head onto his shoulder, cuddling into it softly.
Immediately you feel his body tense.
Fuck.
You lean your head back up, scootching away from him, he looks over for a second then looks down.
“Sorry. I should’ve asked”
“No no it’s okay” he does his nervous blinking tic, which you think is cute but also know it’s a sign of discomfort.
A beat passes, a beat where you berate yourself for doing that, for not thinking.
“I want you to lay on me”
Oh. That’s new.
“You sure?” You look at him hesitantly, you don’t want to push him. He nods, a soft smile on his face.
Slowly you lay your head back on his shoulder, you hear him exhale shakily, looking up at him to make sure he’s okay. For a moment he’s tense, but he breathes deeply, using the exercises his therapist taught him.
And then, satisfyingly, he relaxes, his hand awkwardly goes over your shoulder, on your mid-back as you cuddle a little more into him. He finds the pressure and warmth on his side feels good, safe. He likes feeling that he’s keeping you safe too.
Hesitantly you rest your hand on his chest, he’s wearing a soft sweater, and your hand traces it softly.
“That’s nice.” He says. “This’s nice”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” His hand tightens on you ever so softly. “We should do this more”
You smiled at this wonderful small victory, cuddling your face into his neck a little, earning the cutest little squeak from him. Your soft hair against his cheek felt nice, your soft everything felt nice.
Since then he love to cuddle during movie nights, each night you spend together, each date, he gets a little more comfortable. I think he would love spooning cause he would get to feel big and strong keeping you safe, and he would feel still in control, like if it got to much he could let go easily.
I also think that Lars would love you laying on top of him, I think it would be such a nice sensory experience for him, the pressure and the warmth.
Unrelated I’m saving up to get a laptop so I can type stuff which would be so much easier cause right now I’m using my phone 🫠
