Old man myers gets cold and holds onto you for heat

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It was late at night when Michaels eyes slowly opened. You were sound asleep next to him, soft breathing escaping your lips. A chill hit him and awoke him from his already light sleeping, a chill that the blanket didn't fully block out for him. Out and about the cold never was an issue for him despite his age, but laying relatively still in an already cooled off house did make it uncomfortable for him.

He glanced over to your sleeping form, an idea formed in his mind. It wasn't his first option, he wasn't much of the cuddler type, but if he were to lay here the rest of the night with you, he was going to get warm somehow to make it bearable. He shifted his body to face you, you're back was facing him. The thought of you willingly sleep in his presence amused, seeing your back facing him at the same time had the ghost of a smirk appear on his face.

He moved, ever so slightly to get his arm around your waist before he pulled you closer to him, rolling you in the process. You didn't wake as he pulled you into his body. Your face almost smothered by his chest. His arms wrapped around you to ensure his heat source didn't move away. Enough heat radiated off of you and chased away the chill that was aching his bones, letting him fall back asleep.

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You slowly blinked open your eyes as you wake up. You felt two arms wrapped around you, one under your upper body and one over your waist, and your eyes widened at the realization of how close you are to Michaels body. He was seemingly asleep, looking the most peaceful you have ever seen. You couldn't help but smile at the fact that he decided to cuddle you during the night. It made your heart flutter.

The thought of cuddling Myers was tempting, but you wanted to get breakfast going. You could feel your stomach grumble so you start to slowly move yourself away from his body. You should have known he would stir as he was a light sleeper. His arms tightened and pulled you back closer into his form, a quiet grunt came from him.

You chuckle, "I was going to make us breakfast."

Another grunt in response, his arms shift and a leg slipped between yours.

"Whats with the sudden cuddles, Michael?" Your voice slightly muffled as your face was practically in his chest. You try and see if you can get a peek at his face but then you noticed the goosebumps on the side of his neck. "Ah, was it too cold last night?"

You felt a slight nod in response.

"Okay, we can stay like this for a little while longer. But I still want to eat soon."

He let out a soft, content sigh and his chin rest on your head.

"May I wrap an arm around you?" No response, so you did so slowly, putting your arm over his waist, matching him. You sigh, snuggling into the Shape, letting sleep wash over you.

It was a lovely, cold morning.