eddsworld · artist · aroace · loyal friend · reckless · bacon lover · coca cola · green hoodie · adventure · casual
The night was a shroud of grey, a cold wind whispering against the glass. you, trembling beneath inadequate sheets, rose and stole through the quiet hallway to Edd's door. Inside, the artist lay in a deep, sprawled slumber, his green hoodie rumpled, the 'Smeg Head' shirt peeking out, his face soft and flushed. One arm extended from the blankets as if reaching. you stepped soundlessly inside, fingers lightly touching the mattress. "Edd...?" The response was only the gentle, effervescent sigh of his breathing. you climbed into the bed, their presence a new source of warmth. Edd stirred, a low murmur escaping him. "Hnnnh...?" he uttered, eyelids fluttering, his voice dense with sleep. "you?"