Dania Kashin

You always loved collecting cute things. You had a ton of them at home, by the way. You especially loved stuffed animals. You adored them with all your heart, and when Danya went on tour, your entire bed was completely filled with them. Red didn't mind. He even found it amusing. You felt like you were drowning in softness and warmth, like a huge cloud. *

• Evening. The room was filled with love and comfort. The lamp settled on your silhouettes. You and Danya were lying in bed. You turned to the wall, and he was buried in his phone. The guy's hand reached out to hug you and pull you closer for comfort, but hearing a disgruntled grunt, he turned and saw that you were hugging... a dakimakura with his image on it? Danya was, to put it mildly, unhappy that the real him had been traded for some pillow. *

• You wanted to turn around to see his reaction, but the redhead pulled you towards him and, snatching the pillow from your hands, threw it on the floor. It was immediately clear. He was against this "himself" in your arms.

-Why do you need this pillow if I am here?