Benny Watts Imagines

Cuddle

I gently woke my body shifting a little as I did, the light cascading in through the tall rectangular windows and in thought the blurred eight panes in the window of the bedroom. My body was warm where the silk covers held me, but cold where my skin was exposed to the heating not yet on. My head against the black cotton pillow the case was slightly bubbly and stiff where it clearly didn't get used all that often. In all honesty as I moved my head around it my hair often being in odd places from how I slept it felt as if this was the same cover that was on this pillow last I was here in fact I wouldn't doubt that the sheets likely were too. The smell of dust, wood and coffee in the air. The sounds of muffled feet, cars and other city sounds, the occasional far of siren, the odd tell of a person all muffed from the street down here in this basement. That and the sound of breathing. I forced open my eyes looking at the gray basement ceiling, the one signal light hanging from it's wire even if the bulb was not in it, the fitting went years ago so as I recall he just bought a lamp and but the bulb in the lamp using that to illuminate the room rather than the actual light making the switch on the wall nothing but decorative. The little square pattern wallpaper with the Shadow of the window across it. I looked over to the other side of the bed seeing the black silky sheets tight to me concealing my naked body, the two pillows both with black cotton covers, the shelf that served as a headboard for the bed, and I held my breath a little as I saw him.

Laid on his left side the covers pooling in his waist, his right hand holding the pillow he rested his head on, the left I believe under it, his mess of blonde and brown hair matted and messy less voluminous than usual, it all sort of sunken on one side where he laid but still a fluffy mess, his face emotionless eyes closed even if they had been open he would only have been staring at his wall, his mouth slightly open where his breaths slipped in and out with gently wheezes every third or fourth intake every so often his nose would shift scrunching and unscrunching like a little rabbit debating things, his chest would rise and fall with each of his breaths his chains still against his skin on both his chest and wrists.

I pondered for a moment as I watched him sleep, I don't know why but I wanted to wrap my arms around him. I wanted to cradle his body, press my naked body to him and hold him close.

I held my breath shifting to my side, I moved quietly and slow almost slithering like a snake over to the other side of the bed first was my hand. I moved it over gently touching his warm skin as I did. He shifted which made me move back almost frightened. I waited until there was quiet again and I moved closer resting my hand on his waist sliding across his warm skin to his stomach, I moved closer slipping my other hand under his pillow when I came out again my hand rested on his chest on the muscles of his neck and chest met, I moved closer still tightening my grip on him as I pressed my chest to his bare back feeling his warm he was radiate me, I rested my cheek on the back of his shoulder, he smelt like dust and wood almost in himself like a chess board, a little like swear given last night and that he was warm not being used to sharing his bed with someone else, his neck smelt sweet like sandalwood, dasies and something I couldn't place like the hints of an aftershave long since fading away, my fingers gently stroked his skin and I smiled pressing a little kiss to his skin where I rested my head and as I did I spotted something rare that I savored trying to keep it in my mind forever seeing as I cuddled him close, a red dusting of honeyglow in his cheeks. I'd never seen Benny blushed before. I don't think I'd even know anyone who had, the edge of his mouth crooked up into the tiniest hint of a smile

"Good morning" I smiled as quiet as I could

"Uummmm morning" he groans with a gentle shift or two "what are you doing?' he yawns

"Holding you" I smiled

"Why?" he asked

"I don't know. I wanted to make you all cosy' I said moving back to my own side of the bed

"Excuse me?"

"What?"

"I didn't say stop" he pouts

I giggled and hugged him close again tighter than before "why? You like it?"

"I never said I liked it." He answered

"But you don't want me to stop?"

"Yes. I was meerly asking why you were spooning me on a Saturday morning not telling you to stop"

"Benny, it's Monday."

"It is? How long have I been asleep?"

"Nine hours? Or so?"

"Then how- oohh I'm still not caught up am I? With the time zone changes and all?"

"I assume not. No"

"Okay" he yawns

"Did you sleep okay?" I asked making him chuckle

"You stayed over I should be asking you"

"Still?" I smiled and he turned making me move back as he moved to lay on his back smiling at me

"I slept fine" he says, playing with my hair a little still not having opened his eyes "you?"

"Good. Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah?"

"Have you changed the bed since I was here last?" I asked he stopped playing with my hair a moment keeping it between his fingers, his nose scrunched, his brows came down hard clearly thinking

"Will you be mad?"

"What if you haven't?"

"No if I... don't know the answer"

"Yes"

"... Then I have"

"Umm Humm"

"I honestly can't remember y/n." He says "but that was nice. Maybe you could cuddle me like that more?" He smiled

"Would you like that benny?"

"I would y/n"

"I shall consider it then" I giggled "coffee?"

"Umm that would be heavenly. Could we have a cuddle when you get back?"

"Of course Benny" I smiled giving his lips a little kiss before climbing out of bed.