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Any, any/any, their daemons cuddling together

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It was fairly common, to see Rudy and Bomi cuddling together, Bomi’s red vulpine form tucked between Rudy’s massive paws, his head resting gently on her back. But then it was just as common to see Jinwoo and Myungjun cuddling together, Jinwoo wrapped protectively around Myungjun even though Myungjun was taller (not by much) and older (not that anyone remembered). It was less common to see Bora with them. Granted, seeing a sleek, long-legged deer curled up with a German Shepherd and a fox was a strange sight indeed.

Bora was rarely affectionate with anyone but Dongmin, even though Jinwoo and Myungjun had welcomed Dongmin into their relationship with gentle hands and warm smiles more than six months ago. That Bora was letting Bomi climb on her and Rudy put his head on her spoke to just how tense Dongmin was.

All three daemons were out of sight of the multiple cameras aimed on the boys. Myungjun’s chest tightened when one of the show’s hosts broke out the dreaded phrase: face genius.

Dongmin’s expression went dangerously blank.

Bin, because he was quick on his feet, said, “Eunwoo’s a regular genius. He got third in his entire school one time.”

“That was before I became a trainee,” Dongmin said modestly, because no one got very good grades as a trainee, all that extra study time eaten up by training time.

“You’re incredibly handsome, you sing well, you act well, but you’re the team’s worst dancer, aren’t you?” the other host asked.

Jinwoo was always slow to speak, not because he was stupid but because he was thoughtful.

Myungjun said, without missing a beat, “Actually, that’s me. I mean, I’m not a bad dancer. It’s just that the others are so good. Especially Rocky. More than one famous choreographer has named Rocky as one of the best dancers of our generation.”

Minhyuk said, “I started dancing when I was four.”

Off to the side of the stage, Bomi was wedged right up between Bora’s forelegs, next to her heart, while Rudy was pressed against her back, as protective as he could be given that he was shorter than her.

Myungjun said, “Everyone looks like a bad dancer next to Rocky. He’s so good that when he does the moves wrong, all the fans think he did it right and that I did it wrong. It’s so unfair.”

Bin laughed.

Sanha said, “Jinwoo-hyung got it wrong that time too.”

Minhyuk said, “Jinwoo and I just agreed to do it differently.”

Jinwoo said, “It pays to be in the dance line.”

Myungjun put a hand on Dongmin’s shoulder, the most physical affection he could pull off when they were seated as far apart as they were. “Dongmin and I rock the vocal line and everyone knows it.”

Dongmin said, loyally, “In M-hyung’s defense, he has one less year of training than the rest of us, but he works very hard on his dancing.”

Myungjun beamed at him.

The other host asked the next question, and Dongmin relaxed fractionally.

All three daemons remained close together till the end of the interview, sharing warmth and comfort that the boys couldn’t give each other with the show’s entire production crew watching.

As soon as the cameras were off and the boys had thanked the crew and staff, they vanished back to the changing room, their daemons trailing after them.

Rocky’s wolf, Seoyeon, guarded the door, Bin and Sanha’s cats Roa and Kiyoong acting as Seoyeon’s tiny, steely-gazed lieutenants.

Myungjun pulled Jinwoo and Dongmin into an embrace, held them both tightly.

“I’m fine,” Dongmin said.

“It’s okay if you’re not fine,” Myungjun said.

Jinwoo said nothing, just kissed Dongmin softly until he relaxed in Myungjun’s arms.

When they parted to catch their breath, Myungjun said, “Let’s go home.”

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Holy awesome!!!! This was so sweet and kind hearted! Aww, all if them comforting each other just made my heart melt!!! This is so lovely! Thank you!!!

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You’re so welcome! Poor Dongmin gets reduced to his looks all the time. The others are good teammates and rally around him.

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Lucifer, Lucifer Morningstar+Mazikeen(+Any), Maze is his Demon - and his Daemon.

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MCU, Logan+/Rogue, Their daemons are seen cuddling.

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As summer lingers on and the sunny days are long and warm, as Rouge and Logan’s love grows stronger, Sofia and Jasper have become inseparable. The leopard and Bobcat are constant companions, and Jasper is playful with contently enticing Sofia into a game of chase around the mansion.

As Logan teaches Rouge all the ways to master cooking, he may not seem like he can cook to save his life, he is a beer and pizza man, he is a wiz chef, Jasper and Sofia linger in the kitchen window, cuddled up cozy warm in the sunny golden sunrays.

Most nights, their daemon’s will be tangled around each other at the foot of their bed, though it’s not so much a bed as it is a snuggly pillow fort they made in the loft of the mansion. Logan pushed two big chairs together on each side and draped a sheet over the top. The floorboard is cushioned by a mattress they dragged from the bedroom and decorated with fluffy white pillows and very soft cotton sheets. They stung a string of twinkling lights overhead to illuminate their hideaway with a soft glow.

Sofia and Jasper will snuggle up on the fluffy, soft pillows, Jasper lovingly putting a paw over Sofia’s as if they are holding hands while Logan will hold Rouge in his tender embrace.
Between the little kisses Logan gives rouge as they cook, kissing her lips so gently the tender touch makes her grin, Jasper nuzzles Sofia, purring softly.

Rouge grins as she adds a spoonful of sugar to the cake batter, Logan feels the rubles in his chest as his spirt purrs, Jasper has loving taken to nuzzling Sofia who sleeps peaceful in the sunny light. Their daemons are tangled around each other, Jasper’s paw on her paw, their tails twined together so design like they almost form a heart.

Logan pulls Rogue close for a kiss, and he cannot help but smile because her lips are the sweetest summer fruit. Her soft lips send tingles over his skin, his breath hitches—his daemon purrs happily, content and blissful as he snuggles in cozy warm with Sofia as Logan steals another soft, sweet kiss for Rouge.

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Awww, this is just so very sweet! Thank you! <3 <3 <3

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Narnia, The Pevensies, After they return from Narnia, no one's surprised Lucy's Daemon is a lion.

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Miraculous Ladybug, Marinette Dupain-Chang+Tikki (&/or Adrien Agreste+Plagg), It's a good thing the magic changes the shapes of the daemons, too.

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Any, any, Person A is left reeling after someone pet their daemon ( in the fandom you dont touch someone's daemon, it is the same as someone inappropriately touching you)

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Rodney was sitting on the fire escape with a copy of Newton’s Philosophiae Naturalis Principia Mathematica open on one knee and a copy of Wheelock’s Latin open on the other when he felt it.

The ghost of a hand stroking up his spine, slow and gentle, warm and lulling. A caress.

The sensation sent heat singing through his blood over and over again, and he bit back a gasp.

Then he felt fingertips on his throat, up behind his ears -

“Hey there, pretty girl, you’re friendly today.”

Fury doused the heat.

Rodney leapt to his feet, scattering his books, and marched down the metal steps with a series of increasingly loud clangs. “How dare you!”

He came up short when he saw John Sheppard kneeling in the alley between the physics building and the math building, petting Sophia fondly.

John lifted his head, startled. “I’m sorry?”

John’s own daemon, a sleek harrier, was perched on the railing of the math building fire escape, watching with piercing yellow eyes.

Sophia tilted her head imperiously, inviting more scratches. “I don’t mind,” she said.

John snatched his hand back, eyes wide. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize she -”

“Sophia!” Rodney snapped.

“What? He gives good pets.”

Rodney felt himself blushing all over again. “That’s not the point! You have to think of me -”

“I am,” she said. “You’re always mooning over him in linear algebra. Enough is enough.”

John glanced over his shoulder at the harrier, whose name Rodney could never remember.

The harrier said, “Don’t look at me. This wasn’t my idea.”

The harrier was male.

Rodney blinked.

Sophia wound herself sinuously around John’s ankles, then trotted over to Rodney. “Your move.”

Rodney took a deep breath, met John’s gaze. “Ummm...want to play a game of chess?”

“Strip chess,” the harrier said helpfully.

John blushed too, from the tips of his cute elfin ears down to his pale collarbones. “Ignore Lyle. But - yes. To chess. Strip chess on the third date, maybe.”

Rodney gathered up his books. “Black or white? There’s a board in the TA office.”

“Black,” John said, and followed Rodney up the physics building fire escape. “I like a challenge.”

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I love this! Of course Rodney's daemon would step in. All that mooning gets old. ::grins:: Well done, friend!

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Thank you! I think Rodney is generally the kind of person to go for what he wants, but sometimes the other half of him has to take charge.

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