Dameon: Is This Happiness?

We spent the rest of the day in cuddling sessions which were growing pretty normal in the time I spent with Dameon. So normal in fact, that I didn't even question him when he suddenly swept me off my feet and tossed me onto the bed.

"You can finish the book... I just want to hug you." He mumbles incoherently, burying his face against my back as he hugs me from behind.

"The book... I finished it earlier..." I reminsced to the few hours after our brunch when he wouldn't let me go and I had to keep myself preoccupied while he hugged me during the entirety of the time.

"You did...? Mmm... There are others." He mumbles, tangling our legs together as I patted his arm.

"Why don't we look at the souvenirs we got from the tower?" I suggested, untangling myself from his arms while he groans and lies flat on his back.

"Hmm... Fine. I'll go retrieve them." He grunts, getting off the bed as he briefly glances at me before gesturing me to follow him.