˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ 𝗏𝗂𝗏𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗒.
⤿ 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽!𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗑 𝗀𝗇!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋. 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿.
the shuffling of sheets is the first thing you hear as you wake up. then, you can feel a strong arm wrap around your waist and pull you tightly against a firm body, caging you in a secure hold.
"vivian..." you groan groggily, your body weakly protesting at the change of position.
as you try to roll back into your previous one, vivian whimpers petulantly and tightens his grip, squeezing you against him. his face is buried into your chest, his legs intertwining with yours in order to make it impossible for you to escape his hold.
"why would you move away from me...?" your clingy boyfriend mumbles sleepily. "you stopped hugging me when you were sleeping. do you hate me?"
a sigh escapes your lips at his childish behavior. when vivian feels your body relax between his arms, signaling that you have given up on fighting against his hug, he puts great effort into the task of erasing every single space between your bodies, almost like he is trying to merge you two together.
"how can one be so clingy?" you sigh softly, though your fingers move to thread his hair in a soothing motion.
"i'm not clingy", vivian denies immediately. "we're just bound to be together. accept your fate".
"there is a difference between being together and trying to break my ribs".
"you really have no willingness whatsoever", he mumbles against the skin of your neck, his lips leaving a trail of sleepy kisses there until they reach your collarbone. "you should not remain that unbothered by the man destined to be with you showering you with affection".
"the thing is, i'm not" you reply. "you bother me a lot".
vivan lets out a humorless huff before pulling back and glaring at you. his eyes are two big orbs, two deep pools of black ink that look like they'd swallow you whole if you blink. a small crease appears between his brows, his unfairly long eyelashes curling upwards out of displeasure.
"that is not true", your boyfriend states, his lips frowning into a half pout. though, his eyes search yours, a hint of uncertainty simmering just under the surface of his confident act. "i know that's not true".
you can feel your heart melt as vivian stares at you longer with his puppy eyes, his fingers loosening their hold on you.
"i mean" he shrugs, "if you have enough of me, go ahead and defy your destiny".
his eyes dart away from yours and he pulls his hands back, his legs leaving yours in order to roll onto his other side, his back facing you now. and here he is: your dramatic and childish boyfriend.
"are you ignoring me?" you ask, failing to hold back a chuckle as you do so.
"no", vivian grumbles. "i'm finally giving you the space that you wanted so badly".
"come on, you're ridiculous".
then, he turns back around and comes back between your arms, whimpering like a baby. "i can't go against fate. please hug me, name..."
"caving in already?" you grin at his pathetic, needy act. "i thought you were giving me space?"
vivian's lips curve downward and he buries his face in your chest, his large hands holding your waist tenderly, careful not to break your ribs, as you put it. "i'm not anymore. give me affection or i die".
you barely stifle a laugh at his antics, but hug him back anyway. you can feel his steady breath against your upper chest, his soft hair tingling your chin, the muscles of his arm comfortably settled around your waist, cradling you close.
"you don't get to move anymore", vivian states sulkily as he pins your legs between his.
"what if i want to get up?" you hum, hands getting lost in his thick hair again.
"why would you want to get up?"
your boyfriend thinks about it for a moment, before pulling you closer to his warm body. "just don't".
the sigh you let out is not even registered by vivian, who proceeds to close his eyes and rest his cheek against your chest with a satisfied groan. you can't even be mad at him. his angel face while he sleeps has always been your weakness.
"i love you, you big, big baby" you mutter against the top of his head, your lips leaving a kiss there as your arms wrap comfortably around his neck. he snuggles closer, effectively getting rid of whatever space there was between your bodies.
"je t'aime", vivian whispers back, lips grazing your collarbone as he drifts back to sleep.
and you just lay there in the early morning, cradled in the arms of the big, clingy mess that is the love of your life.
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋. 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗈𝗇.
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍! 𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗂 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 (𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗈) 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 <3
