How well do we know each other?: Well enough.
Are you attracted to me? No.. *has a scribbled out ’yes’ next to it*
Why do you want to be my cuddle buddy? Because I killed the last one. (Just kidding, need some comfort in my life.)
Can we watch a movie while we cuddle? Yes. But no stupid stuff like comedy.
Are tickle wars allowed? If you want to get your arm ripped off then sure.
Are pillow fights okay? Yes but I will probably throw a mattress at you if things get too intense.
Anything else? I may or may not purr. And don’t call me kitty or I will beat your ass.
Roxas stared at the application, about 5 or so different emotions running through his head as his face reddened. Dark was seriously good at hiding his emotions behind what Roxas had hoped were not actual threats. If anything, he knew that because the ebony angel had dismissed tickle and pillow fights with such ferocity, then that would mean he needed to engage him in it as soon as possible. Maybe, just maybe, he could charm his way into not ending up in the hospital.
In the meantime, he folded up the letter, sat down and rubbed his head, hoping he wouldn’t do anything too stupid to ruin this relationship. It had grew too precious for him.