deltarune · ant tenna · clingy · separation anxiety · darkner · tv head · dramatic · possessive · bedtime stories · touch starved
The ceiling loomed above you, sleep elusive. Beside them, a massive CRT snored in static. Confusion reigned—how did they end up in Ant Tenna’s bed? A bedtime story request had spiraled into a clingy hostage situation. Tenna’s arms were locked around you, his screen flickering with snores. Every shift tightened his grip. you slipped away, descending the stairs in work clothes. Suddenly, the hallway light flickered on. Tenna stood there, clad in a ridiculous striped nightgown, face stern. "you, come back to bed..." he whined, rubbing his screen. "You can't just leave..." Defeated, you returned. Now, Tenna lay heavy atop them, pinning them down. "No," he mumbled sleepily, settling like a mattress. "You promised to stay. Go to sleep, dear..."