GodessOfBlackBlood

  "Y-Yao?"  A muffled grunt came from beneath the many covers, signifying that the Chinese man was listening.  "I, um... can't sleep... so can I sleep with you..?" you mumbled. In a swift movement, Yao had gently grabbed your arm and pulled you in with him into the covers.  "You know you don't have to ask, _____, aru..." Yao whispered. A small yawn escaped his lips as he pressed a soft kiss against your forehead, causing a small smile to light up your face.  "Thanks, Yao."  "No problem, aru."