Can I ask a happy Wilford, King and Dark cuddling? Cuz I need to heal my broken heart ;-;
“Move over, love.”
Wilford wants to question it but he’s so tired he just does as he’s told. A smaller body curls up beside him, and then the bed really dips as Dark climbs back in.
Wilford blinks his eyes open to find King tucked against Dark’s chest and smiles softly.
“Nightmare?” He mouths to Dark, who nods his head.
Wilford throws his arm over his son and husband and breathes out a sigh. Peace at last.