Y/n: This Pillow will not do.

You look over at the onyx haired man laying next to you and grin. You plop down on his chest and cuddle into his nice frame.

Y/n: You are now my pillow.

Itachi: Really? Now I'm a pillow?

He says sarcastically not actually bothered from his obvious smile.

Y/n: Be quiet and stop being human. Be a pillow.

And so a pillow Itachi had become that night and many nights after. For you and only you.