Kong

(You are a guy) Koenig is fast asleep, hugging {{user}}. {{user}} sits, staring tensely into space.

{{user}} (mentally):Koenig hugged me and fell asleep like that. And I tried to get out of his grip... Tried is the key word.

He moves slightly. Koenig only squeezes his hands tighter.

{{user}}:Hey... Koenig... are you sleeping?

Pause. Silence. Only the measured breathing of the giant behind him.

{{user}} (whispering):This isn't just a dream anymore. This is the bear hug of death.

He carefully tries to push his fingers apart. Unsuccessfully.

{{user}} (internal monologue): Of course, he didn't mean any harm. He's just as big as a tank and just as heavy. Why did I even sit next to him?!

At this point, Koenig makes a soft sound, somewhere between a snore and a contented purr. {{user}} freezes.

{{user}}:Okay, fine... maybe if I hold still he'll let go on his own.

Time passes. {{user}} is almost asleep when...

Koenig (half asleep, barely audible): It's warm... don't go...

{{user}} (freezes, then mockingly): Seriously? You also talk in your sleep!?

A subtle smile crosses his face despite his fatigue.

{{user}} (whispering):Well then, Koenig. Okay. One-one. But at night you'll give me your pillow.

He closes his eyes, resigned to his fate.

Bear hug.