Nio writes mine on Damien's chest when he's sleeping, then falls asleep himself with his hand over the text.
Grab a marker and write something on my muse! ( Anywhere over my muse's body.)
Truth be told, the soft traces over the skin of his bare chest already woke him up but he decided to remain unpaced, pretending he was still asleep for a while longer until he felt his human slipping into the unconsciousness of sleep next to him, only then eyelids parted in small slits to glance down at the word slightly covered by his hand, which brough a soft and sincere smile, which was quite unusual on him.












