I waited a little while before Corosaki stood before me. He looked down at me, trying to keep his cold and void aura while keeping his posture in check, as well. It was a sight for sore eyes, I can tell you that. His eyes scanned me in the chair, making me laugh at him. He fell silent, the look of confusion visible on his face.
"Why're you laughing."
"Because, dear, I'd like to be untied. Thanks."
"You aren't being untied." Corosaki sighed. "It's too early for this. I'm telling you this, don't wake me up again unless you want to lose your head."
"Jeez, I got it." I nodded, I realized it was better to stay on Corosaki's good side, before he did something I'd regret. He could easily kill me, and I had to realize the thin ice I was really on.
"You better." Corosaki sighed. "Here," He untied me. "There's a mattress over there. Now go to sleep before I make you."
"How'd you do that?"
"I don't know." He thought for a moment. "Drugs. Probably drugs."
"Alrighty then." I went and laid down, before realizing he had changed me. I was in his baggy shirt, I could smell him on it rather prominently. Corosaki had a.. Weird, yet unique smell. "I was gonna offer you to cuddle with me, but you know. You do you."
"I'm not going to cuddle with you. Gross." Corosaki grumbled and rolled his eyes, but that made me frustrated. He wasn't going to say no to me that way.
"Corosaki, come and cuddle!" I shouted, and apparently that did the trick since he laid down with me before cuddling with me.
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