A/N: Because I'm all out of ideas
It's bedtime. It's time for them to rest. But Paul can't sleep. And Patryk needs warmth of Paul.
(Paul's POV)
I'm still staring at the ceiling. It's already 12-1 am. What am I doing? I can't sleep. I feel cold. And the thought of dying tomorrow haunts me. Well I don't fear death but I fear of losing others. Especially....
Creak....
"P-paul?"
I looked to the door and see Patryk standing there by the door. He looks oddly cute in pj. I can see him shuddering and his little feet trembling.
"Yes?" I tried to sound cool.
"Can.. can I sleep with you?" I think for a moment.
"Sure" He gave me a warm smile and walks slowly heading to my bunk. He weight of his body and I can feel the bunk is slowly weighing off.
"MmMnm" I can hear him. He curled up next to me. I can see he's asking for warmth.
"Feeling cold there?"
"Y-yeah" He shudders. I pull his pj. He squealed a bit. And I embraced him.
"Warm?" He just nodded slowly. I can feel his bright cheek from his blush. I gave him a small smile. He smiled nervously and curled into me. I can feel his heartbeat. I'm sure he does too.
"Th-thanks" He stuttered. I nod.
A minute later or so I can feel his tiny hand around my waist. He seems to be crawling up to my chest. I kept still and let him touch my face. I looked at him. He looked demanding.
"Kiss me" for a moment I thought he was being cliche but nope.
"Uhm" I just pecked his face alright. He was pretty disappointed so he tickled me.
"I ain't ticklish" I chuckled. He pouts and purse his Lips. Chubby. I tickled him and he laughed.
"Aw nooo~" I hear him plead.
"Haha okay" I stopped. We both chuckled. He weigh of his tiny body into mine and then kissed me. I kissed him back of course.
"Goodnight, I L-love ya!"
"You too"
