The more he thought about it...the more it was obvious he was, the silky sheets...the beautiful bed frame...it was 100 percent his bed...and what was he going to do, just waltz in there and say something random-!?
He scrambled up out of the bed, letting out a small sigh at the loss of the comfy, comfy sheets-especially considering he had never been in a real bed-
The bed let out a bit of a creek as he got off...man it was hard not to get back on, the bed was just so...comfy, everything about it was lovely...and irresistible...
...Oh, but would he really stay off the bed? I mean, he hasn't had a lot of sleep lately...and i'm sure the Prince wouldn't mind if he stayed on there a little longer..~
He hadn't really got a lot of sleep-ever-he usually wasn't able to sleep for more than a couple of hours-he bit his lip, fidgeting, before crawling back into the bed with a small groan of satisfaction, curling up onto his side and sinking into the mattress.
And the bed felt like it slowly held him, it was warm...odd, he didn't lay in the same spot...so why was it war-, Wait...was the prince...l-laying with him-?
