Young Writers Society

“Yay!!!”

Emile giggled as he dragged Remy inside. He was so happy, he’d finally conquered his monster and met his crush/friend!!

The room immediately got 10° colder and Remy kinda just looked around for a second

"Its warm in here. I like it"

“Ehhh, it’s a bit colder than before… but I’d say it’s room temperature! Now- where should you sleep… that is, if you need to sleep at all.”

"I don't need to sleep. Sorry about making the room colder.. I can just stay outside if you want-"

“No- don’t… I want you to be here. Well then, um… that… kind of ruins the point of this. But uh… are you able to rest..?”

"Yeah, I'm able too. I just don't "

“Oh… okay! Well, resting is comfy. It’s a nice escape from reality.”

…Was he trying to get Remy to lay in his bed with him? Maybe-

"Can we maybe.. cuddle?"

If Remy had blood, he'd be blushing right now.

Emile blushed brightly.

“…y-yes please- I-I mean, uh- no? I mean- yes- um-“

…He was very flustered.

Remy smiled, going over to Emile and picking him up

"Its okay if you don't want to, Emmy."

Emile squeaked, his heart going a million miles per hour.

“N-No- I want you to cu-cuddle me…”

"Okay.. Thanks, shorty"

Remy put Emile on his bed and then laid next to him, cuddling him, making sure he was able to move away if he was uncomfortable or just too cold.

“N-No problem…”

Emile held Remy close. There was no denying it now, he was madly in love with Remy.

"If I make you too cold or anything, let me know, okay?"

Remy seemed slightly nervous. It had been a while since he had any actual affection or anything, and he just really didn't wanna mess it up. Especially with the guy he was in love with.

“Alright…”

Emile snuggled up closer. The blankets were warm, so it kind of balanced things out.