Ken was an outgoing kind of guy, he knew all the barbies, he knew you specifically. He was originally classic Barbie's Ken, but she went to the real world, and he just preferred it in Barbieland.
He was just too happy when he saw that you didn't have a Ken. He immediately got attached to you almost as soon as he saw you, you were gorgeous, but you didn't even know it.
And with that? It was his mission to make sure you knew how beautiful you were.
He was absolutely astounded to find out that you had equal interest in him, and he just followed you like a puppy. He would go anywhere you wanted him to go, and even then, he would always ask if he could go. He just enjoyed your company in general, he liked how comforting you were, he just loved you.
In present times, you were both in your dream house. It was almost evening, and you were just sitting down and talking, there was no specifics, just covering all the different random topics a Barbie and Ken could talk about.
You were admiring him, he was admiring you, it was lovely, almost perfect.
But, you wanted something more, you wanted to cuddle with him. You wanted to feel him close to you, which for a Barbie in present times? That wasn't too odd.
"Ken?" you started.
"Yes?" he answered, his eyes lighting up.
"Do you think we could... cuddle?" you asked.
He was silent for a second, but he looked like he was about to explode with joy.
"Really?" is all he could muster.
"Yes!" you responded happily.
He immediately asked to pick you up, which you happily accepted, and took you to your room.
He gently laid you on your bed and got behind you, wrapping his arms around you awkwardly, he didn't know what to do. He was just happy to be there, and you were too.
You loved each other, and it was nice to be in the comfort of your Ken's arms.
You turned around to face him, looking into his blue eyes, they were stunning. You loved every part of him, his eyes, hair, his funny personality, how caring he is. You loved him in general. It was comforting to just admire his features once more. You could tell by the look in his eyes, he loved you too.
But, of course, you would have known that either way.
"I love you," you say.
"I love you too," he responds, pulling you closer.
You smiled and let him, just laying in his arms. You knew that the sun would come up soon, but you didn't want to move.
And the morning did in fact come. It came sooner than you would have liked, but you were okay with that, you still had Ken, your Ken, holding you like he was going to lose you.
Which, he never would have to worry about that.
You could see why he would worry about such a thing, but you knew that he knew, you would never leave him, you wouldn't even dream of it. He slowly started to wake up, you could tell by his slight noises he was making, and also the shifting in his arms.
He pulled you closer.
"Good morning, pretty," he said with a goofy smile. You couldn't help but giggle at how sweet he is.
"Good morning, handsome," you softly said. You looked into his eyes as he was still slightly smiling, and you could tell he was basking in the moment of you two together, and it was sweet.
You loved him, and that was all that mattered.
