Dark's POV
I knocked on Antis door to get his dirty clothes, because his room reeks. No answer. I knock a little harder this time and grumble, "Anti.. open the fucking door I need to clean your room.." Anti opens the door, looking like a hungover monster. "wh-what.." He says in a groggy voice. I sigh and respond in a soft voice, "nevermind, go back to sleep.." He turns around and starts stumbling over to his bed, by instinct I walk over and help him over to the bed. Anti suddenly grabs my arm and falls, sending us both tumbling onto the bed. I blush slightly, realizing that not only am I laying in bed with him, but hes passed out. I can't get up in fear of waking him up so, I end up wrapping my arms around his waist and putting a leg over him and falling asleep.
Anti's POVI wake up and groan, thinking what time it was. Though my thoughts are interupted when I notice a warmth around me, mostly on my back, I look down and see a pair of strong arms holding me. I realize that Dark is spooning me. Despite the fact that I should have been mad at Dark, instead I find my self scooting back till my back is flush with him chest. In a response to that he holding me tighter and rests his head on my shoulder. I smile slightly and fall back asleep in his embrace. The next time I wake my room is clean and Darks gone. I sigh and get out of bed, waking downstairs. Should I tell him? Does he like me? Will he reject me?
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Tolerance ~Danti~
RomanceThis story is about a alcoholic Irishman called Antisepticeye and a demon with anger issues called Darkiplier. They live together on raspy hill, but the catch is dark's fallen in love with anti, even though antis annoying as hell. So they just have...