I actually took the picture above.
End's POV ΠΠ
It was about four in the morning, why the hell am I awake? I felt a heavy presence on my chest, Kennith. I pet his fluffy hair and smiled, god I love this kid. He stirred and I stopped, it took a few seconds before I cradled him and passed out.
Kennith's POV ||
TWO POVS BISHES
I woke up to a warm and devouring feeling, oh yeah, cuddles. I sunk into it and the memories of the other night flooded my mind. Do I regret it? Did I really want that? Was he disappointed? No I couldn't think like that. We both enjoyed it, right? Of course we did, he didn't seem disappointed. I cleared my mind the best I could and went back to sleep.
Fun fact I wrote this at a family gathering, fun.
