Bedtime
y/n quietly took note of their surroundings. Listing all the things that should be there one by one.
blanket. Check!
Pillow? Check!
A monstrous arm wrapped around the waist?...
Like a scarred, heavy snake, it curled languidly around their form. War grumbled sleepily into the back of y/n's head.
Check!
But there was one teensy weensy, itty, bitty thing they wanted before bed.
A giggle.
"He-" "No. Go to sleep." War interjected, being no fun from the get go.
"But Waaaar!" Y/n quietly pouted, "There's one thing left on my list I need to do before I go to sleep."
"Which is?"
"Can i have a kiss?" Slowly a grin began to twist y/n lip as they thought that War would never... but would he?








