...And you think you got it bad don't ya readers lmao 😂 no worries, I'm in the same boat.
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🔮 (Y/N) - Your Name
🔮 (F/C)- Favorite Color
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🔮 Danny's P.O.V. 🔮
"Mm?", I hummed patting the bed looking for (Y/N) in need of warmth due to the cold weather, only to be met with emptiness and the cold. "Cheese and crackers..." I muttered and sat up to put on my purple pinstripe robe and fuzzy slippers, just as I stepped out of the bedroom it wasn't long until there was a faint smell of gas. Getting closer to the source and stepping down the stairs, the waft of chocolate then joins in.
This can't be Heinous' doing, heck he's not even inside the safehouse; he's out doing guard duty. Plus, Leonard and Mickey are heavy sleepers. As I make my way to the living room, I turn on the lamp and spot the culprit; (Y/N), in her/his/their (F/C) robe and slippers. But she/he/they look terrible; messy hair, hunched over all sluggish, and if you squint hard enough some dark circles are forming.
(Y/N) just looks so completely disheveled, and it's making me concerned about her/his/their health. Walking up behind her/him/them, I gently and carefully wrapped my arms around her/him/them from behind and felt her/him/them stiffen up before relaxing and letting out a breath of relief.
After feeling very familiar arms wrapped around my waist, I couldn't help but silently gasp and let out a sigh of relief from the smell of chamomile and a bit of Chanel No.5. I can't help but relax from just the smell and the warmth of Danny against my neck from his fur, despite his fur looking like it's mangy his fur is very well taken care of. "(Y/N), what are you doing?", I hear him softly ask and I stare at the pot full of pudding that I was stirring, should I tell him? I mean, he already suspects that I couldn't sleep.
My mind couldn't stop swirling with negativity and the clock ticking didn't help either, it just made it worse by the hour. "I'm...Making pudding", I revealed and suddenly Danny starts bruxing. He normally starts bruxing out of content or whenever he's relaxing, but there are moments like now; that make him brux out of concern and anxiety. "Why are you making pudding at this hour Tesoro Mio? It's four in the morning", he said and I couldn't help but let out a sniffle, slowly breaking down and speaking more.
The yokai knows what that is like, however Danny knows that it will better itself. Bruxing, Danny takes (Y/N) by the hand and holds her/him/them close to his side returning to bed. "You can't control it (Y/N), but you can guide it love", he spoke, removing his and her/his/their robe, hanging it, and sitting next to (Y/N), resting her/his/their head on his shoulder before slipping off both of their slippers and sinking into the mattress. "But what if I chose the wrong path?" "There isn't, there's no correct path either toot", he quickly answers.
Before his significant other spoke again with tears forming, Danny started bruxing and purring. Calming (Y/N) down and holding her/him/them close, he nuzzles the crown of her/his/their head. "Just don't worry about too much on it ok? Life is like a book, you don't know what will happen next until you keep reading it", he mutters and before the two drift back to the dreamworld, (Y/N) lets out a yawn and mutters...
