@deathcoated / the starter you certainly DIDN’T ask for.
if all they had was time— then surely they’d be alright. it wasn’t much, but it was better than nothing— and the oracle would take that over anything. because beneath these sheets, they were themselves. no one else to tell them how to act, what to say. .
“ you snore. . ” she can’t help but smile, reaching for a nearby pillow. “ did you know that ? ” it wasn’t DEEP, nor too loud. . but soft, occasional, with just enough. . SOMETHING to lull her to sleep.
she liked it.
but it’s then, when lunafreya rolls to her stomach, does she meet his gaze. “ i must admit, though— ” a hand then reaches out, over an ocean of bed sheets, “ i find it rather strange, waking up next to someone. ” some -one she just so happened to LOVE. the blonde then brushes ebony strands from the male’s face, resisting the urge to get closer.
“ i never thought. . i’d get the chance to. ”












