Sleepover

                                    

                                          
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⋘ file 1 Albedo.....⋙
The large futons on the the tent floor were large enough that you and Albedo could easily sleep away from each other with lots of space however that didn't end up happening.
What had started as an innocent drawing session with Albedo, had turned into a cuddly portrait nap where you were his muse.
At first he was just propped up on his side of the bed with you lied down next to him.
He had a loose dress shirt on and his pencil was gliding over his sketchbook his eyes occasionally flicking over to you.
"Albedo? What are you drawing?"
"You." He replied bluntly.
You sat up to look at his canvas to see detailed sketches of your sleepy figure on the futon.
He smiled at his work softly before manoeuvring his gaze to you.
He smirked a little catching you off guard a little "could I possibly get a closer look at your face." He patted his lap while he said this indicating for you to sit in it.
You timidly straddled with him his sketchbook in his lap as he studied your features.
He propped up the book in his lap so he could sketch with one hand and rest the other on your back.
You watched him draw intently as he drew shapes on your back.
As he was about to draw your lips he paused and stared at them for a while seemingly struggling to draw them.
He leaned in and left a soft peck on your lips.
He then managed to draw your lips perfectly and was satisfied with the results.
You were still flustered from his kiss so you spaced out as he finished the drawing.
"Y/n it's done." You snapped out of your trance and inspected his work.
"It's beautiful." You say sleepily.
"We ought to retire to bed now" he said as he moved the notebook and changed the position so that you two were still kind of straddling but also lying down.
He put a kiss on your forehead
"Goodnight y/n."
⋘file 2 sucrose.....⋙
Sucrose shifted on her side of the futon shyly, her glasses not placed far from her pillow.
"Sucrose are you okay?" She jumped a little.
"Uh... um! Yes I'm fine." She said cheeks flushing a dark crimson.
"If you are uncomfortable with me being in you tent i don't mind lea-"