Fine never means anything good

Demyx pouted. "I will not have you insulting Demyx junior!" He cuddled the wash cloth/ teddy bear to him, revealing that it was in fact a teddy bear.

Cyzarine giggled. "Hello Demyx Junior." she greeted, holding out her hand to the rag, still giggling uncontrollably. It wasn't a mean giggle, though. More the fact that she was talking to a rag and finding it funnier than she should have.

Demyx smiled a little and got the teddy to shake Cyzarine's hand. "Demyx junior likes Cyzie." He said chuckling a little.

Cyzarine giggled harder, still managing to stay pretty much silent, though her shoulders shook with the silent laughter. "He has your eyes." she told Demyx.

Demyx blinked. "You mean my eyes look like buttons?" He asked, a grin on his face as he noticed Cyzaine's silent laughter.

Cyzarine shook her head, unable to speak, now, for all the silent giggling. It was one of those instances where she was so tired she could either fall asleep in a second or giggle endlessly for any small reason (or no reason at all, in fact).
Clearly she'd chosen the latter.

Demyx chuckled and placed Demyx junior on the floor, before removing the contents of his guitar case. In there was; the cream, socks, a photo of an eletric guitar, pics for Demyx's own guitar, spare strings, a pair of converses and a light blue dreamcatcher.
"You're tired Cyzie." He muttered from the floor as he heard he giggling. "I can tell, my little sister used to get like that when she was tired." Demyx looked up at her. "Go to sleep." He instruced softly, smiling.

Cyzarine managed to stop giggling and hesitated. "But...what if He comes in my dreams?" she whispered, frowning in concern.

Demyx put all his stuff back in his guitar case before taking the photo album off the bed and putting it away as well. Then he cuddled Cyzarine gently, kissing her on the forehead. "Then I'll kick his ass for you." He said, joking to try and comfort her.

Cyzarine smiled and cuddled him back, holding onto him tightly as she lay down to rest. She smiled slightly as she drifted into slumber, not noticing Hatty open the door a crack and fly back in, wiping crumbs from her mouth.
She spotted Demyx and Cyzarine in bed together, both at least shirtless (and braless in Cyzarine's case) and gaped at Demyx. "What did you...?" she trailed off questioningly, eyes still wide.

Demyx grinned. "Those condoms you made Cyzarine buy came in useful, that should tell you basically what happened."

Hatty's eyes widened some more, and a minute passed before she smirked and flew over to the draw where she slept. "Figures." she mumbled, shooting Demyx another grin as she flew inside to go to sleep as well. She stuck her head back up after a second. "G'night. If she has a bad dream, just wake her up and let me know, okay?" she called.

"Yes mam'" Demyx mock saluted and then yawned, closing his eyes. "N-night." He tightened his grip on Cyzarine a little before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.