Anon and Bive were laying in bed, Anon asleep on their side and Bive cuddling them, her arms around Anon’s waist. She felt comfortable, but Anon didn’t, so they tried pushing them away. Bive would notice and tried to snuggle back into you. After a bit of this struggle, she’d sit up and made you look at her, irritated. “Hey, what’s going on? I’m trying to snuggle you, and you keep pushing me away, what gives?!” She’d ask, before noticing you do something odd. She’d notice Anon covering part of their stomach with a pillow, wrapping their arms around it. “Say, why do you always do that-” Then, it would click for her. Instead of feeling angry or unloved, she’d start to feel sympathetic. She’d remove the pillow from your lap and made you lay down, resting her head on your stomach. “Hey, Anon, I’m sorry that I was so aggressive about this, I thought you just didn’t want to be by me but…well i didn’t know how you felt. I don’t care how you look, you know that I love you for who you are, alright?” She’d look up at you, a genuine smile on her face.