THIS STORY DOES NOT BELONG TO ME!! IT BELONGS TO THCSIUS ON TWITTER!!!! I MERELY POSTED THIS TO SHARE THE BOOTIFUL STORY WITH THE WORLD!!!!

It was morning on Quesadilla Island, audible sounds of animals coming from outside Cellbit's castle. A very sleepy Cellbit rubbed his eyes and turned around on his bed, now facing his future-to-be husband, who was hugging him as if the world was going to end. The older one planted a kiss on his fiancé's cheek and mumbled a soft "good morning". Trying not to wake the other, he moved a little bit, being free from his partner's arms. He removed the blanket that covered both of them and placed it back on the other when he sat up on the border of the bed. ------------ or; a guapoduo domestic drabble <33