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You and Doombringer. Doombringer and You.
It was quite nice living with doombringer, "doom" as you referred to him often, it was much calmer than most would think. He was quite loving, had a comfortable home, a stable job and a lot of love to give. Life really couldnt get better than that!
Except it often did.
You and doom were in his room. It was quite a large room, though, you didnt mind. It felt quite nice honestly. His bed, king size, had soft, silky sheets, a heavy red comforter and enough pillows to suffocate a small child with. You were lying on top of him. It was quite easy since he was nearly two times your size. Your head was currently resting on his chest, your face pressed into his fur. It was quite soft, really. Your arms, that had once been massaging his chest, were now draped over his body, fingers tapping idly against his sides. You had almost managed to wrap your legs around his body.
Almost
Dooms warm hands were rubbing your back at a slow pace, meant to lull you to sleep. The only noise in the room were both of your breathing and an occasional content huff from Doombringer. You two lied like this for no more than an hour before you started to doze off in dooms arms. The last thing you heard before slipping into a restful sleep was doom whispering a quick goodnight, referring to you as his "baby boy".
Life truly couldnt get better than this.