Lonely girls

Cyzarine gripped the duvet for dear life and groaned again, quieter this time as if she were trying to hide it from someone.

Demyx put Rose in her crib and crawled over to Cyzarine.

Cyzarine shivered and tried to curl up more, but found she couldn't.

Demyx placed his hand on her arm, "Cyzarine?"

Cyzarine pulled away with a whimper, expression distorted with fear. She mumbled something in her sleep, trembling.

"Cyzie, its me, Demyx." Demyx kissed her forehead.

Cyzarine froze at the contact, then relaxed into him. She let out a shuddering breath.

Demyx gently tried to nudge Cyzarine awake.

Cyzarine whimpered and drew into him, not realising it was him nudging her.

Demyx hugged her gently.

Cyzarine shivered and hugged him back tightly.

Demyx kissed her forehead.

Cyzarine breathed in his scent deeply and relaxed a little more, snuggling into him.

Demyx began humming softly, glancing over at Rose.

Cyzarine gave a small sound of contenteness and loosened her grip a little.

Demyx carried on humming, satisifed with the results.

Cyzarine kept resting on him, but now had her usual, absent-minded smile on her face.

Demyx kissed her forehead.

Cyzarine made the happy sound again, snuggling into him again.

"Love you." Demyx whispered.

Cyzarine sighed happily in reply, lips brushing his shirt as she shifted a little.

Demyx smiled and kissed the top of her head.

Cyzarine slid ehr arms round him, burrying her face in his shirt, mumbling something as she did so.

Demyx blinked, "You okay?"

Cyzarine snuggled into him some more, breathing him in deeply.