"I wish we didn't have to sleep." (blueheartedmayor, since we need fluff)
It wasn't often that Dark found sleep, but that night was one of the few where he actually felt tired. They laid in Damien's bed, simply enjoying each other's company as well as the bed's unnatural softness. Damien's hand rest in his, and he squeezed it lightly as he offered a genuine smile. "I know. Sleeping takes away time that I could be spending on making you smile. ...You have a gorgeous smile. Have I mentioned that before?" His free hand moved upward to lightly poke at Damien's nose as his smile widened. "Go on, Damie. Smile for me."








